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AMBERGRIS 
I forbid thee to weep or to worship ; 
I forbid thee to sing or to write ! 
The Star-Goddess guideth us her ship ; 
The sails belly out with the light. 
Beautiful head ! 
We will sing on our bed 
Of the beautiful law of the Night ! 
 
We are lulled by the whirr of the stars ; 
We are fanned by the whisper, the wind ; 
We are locked in unbreakable bars, 
The love of the spirit and mind. 
The infinite powers 
Of rapture are ours ; 
We are one, and our kisses are kind.