Household Gods
…sus. Beast! Have you brought me through the wood for this? Aurora, No wonder I must teach you how to kiss. Crassus. I'll clip his wings. Autcra. Sub pennis, penis! ’Slife! It’s not the wings of him that clip your wife. 38
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…sus. Beast! Have you brought me through the wood for this? Aurora, No wonder I must teach you how to kiss. Crassus. I'll clip his wings. Autcra. Sub pennis, penis! ’Slife! It’s not the wings of him that clip your wife. 38
Crassus. Your laugh is shocking—why do you mock me, dear? Autcra. Because you will not guess my secret here. But—put your arms about my neck, and swear You love me, and will always keep them there. Then I might dare. Crassus. I swear it. O my sweet! Anica. Then take my kiss. Crassus. Your mouth is like a rose of fire. But what is this? I cannot bear it. Aurcra. Ail Uhu! Uhul It is my heart; this arrow strikes me through. Stir not one muscle for a moment. Death! You beast, you kill me with your urgent breath. Crassus. © how I love you! [He moves…
Autcra. Master, still sad? Crassus. These faint and fearful shores Of time are beaten by the surge of sense, Love worn away—by love?—to indifference. Who knows what god—or demon—she adores? Or in what wood she shelters, or what grove Sees her profane our sacrament of love? Aurcta. I saw her follow ‘The stream in the hollow Where never Apollo Abides. So thick are the trees That never the breeze Stirs them, or sees ‘What satyr inhabits the glen, what nymph in the pools of it hides. Lighter of foot Than a syiph or a fairy, Sinuous, wary, T passed …
Crassus. Pan spoke. Autcra. Pan never speaks till man is dumb, And only then if he be like a child Silently curled within its mother's womb, Or feeding at her breast. There is a wild Way also—when his dumbness is of death, And there’s a first and second death. Remember To die so that no god's or ange!’s breath May quicken into life the wasted ember! Crassus. lam dead now. Auta. But I must raise you up. The night grows darker; all Pan's light is gone, And you and I are pledged to sup Upon a secret. Crassus. All your secret shone. [She laughs aga…