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…niverse Remains ; we sum it upan infinite curse. Soam I man ? I lack my wifes embrace. Am I outworn ? I see the harlots face. Is the love better and the knowledge worse ? Shall I seek knowledge and count love disgrace ? Where is the profit in so idle a strife ? The love of knowledge is the hate of life. 7 T
…ur kiss, Feel your grasp tighten round my ribs until You crush me in the ecstasies that kill. Being away and breathing icy air I am half lover, caring not to care ; Half-man againa mere terrestrial ball Thus breaking up a spiritual thrall Eh, my philosophers ?half-man may yet determine To get back manhood, shake the tree from bats : To change the trope a shadeget rid of vermin By using William Shakespeares Rough on Rats. VI H, love, dear love, sole queen of my affection, Guess you not yet what wheel of thought is spun ? How out of dawn…
…ll. And lo, he is horribly in the toils Of a coal-black giant flower of hell ! BROWNING, Heretics Tragedy, ix. I OSE of the world ! Ay, love, in that warm hour Wet with your kisses, the bewitching bud Flamed in the starlight ; then our bed your bower Heaved like the breast of some alluring flood Whereon a man might sleep for ever, until Death should surprise him, kiss his weary will Into the last repose, profounder power Than life could compass. Now I tax my skill To find another holier name, some flower Still red, but red with the ecstasy of …
…d to tell me twice ! II OME Yankee yelledI tag it to a rime You cant fool all the people all the time. So he of politics ; so I of love. I am a-many folk (let Buddha prove !) And many a month you fooled the lot of us Your spell is cracked within the ring ! Behold How Christ with clay worth more than any gold Cleared the mans eyes ! So the blind amorous Is blinded with the horror of the truth He sees this moment. Foolish prostitute ! 2 S
…erein I long to drown me ! Your hair is like a waterfall above me, A waterfall of sunset ! In your bosom I hear the racing of a heart to love me. Your blood is beating like a wind-blown blossom With rapture that you mingle it in mine ! Your breath is fresh as foam and keen as wine ! Intoxicating glories are your glances ! Your bodily beauty grips my soul and dances 6 T