And in the desperate pang 
And subtle stroke and fang 
Of hateful kisses 
Whence devilish laughter sprang, 
Close on me with a clang 
The brazen abysses 
The leopard-coloured paw 
Strikes, and the cruel jaw 
Hides me in the glutless maw— 
Crown of ten blisses ! 
 
 
For all the vision world 
Is closed on me and curled 
Into the deep 
Of my slow soul, and hurled 
Through lampless lands, and furled, 
Sharp folds and steep : 
Till all unite in one, 
Seven planets in the sun, 
And I am deeplier done 
Into full sleep. 
 
 
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