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1898 · PDF PAGE 137

White Stains

‘ ‘ ² Åü¿Â 131 Who comes to see me daily—I shall die Happier if I kill him ; so shall I Reap on his body the last tare of lust, And shrivel back into my primal dust Filled with all worms and hornéd beasts with wings, The reptile that sweats acrid juice, and stings With bloody teeth and tongue ! Oh, all the room Spits fire and dung, and vomits forth a spume Of tawny sickly death ! All blotched and dark, The putrid air is vital with a spark Of fiery eyes of yonder filthy hound ! God ! I am reeling brain and body ! I swound ! The floor heaves up …

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1898 · PDF PAGE 65

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ODE TO VENUS CALLIPYGE 59 Deep wet eyes that are violet-blue ! Haggard cheeks that may blush no more ! Body bruised daintily, touched of gore Where the sharp fierce teeth have bitten through The olive skin that thy sons adore, That they die for daily, are slain anew By manifold hate ; for their tale is few. Few are thy sons, but as fierce as dawn, Rapturous moments and weary days, Nights when thine image a thousand ways Is smitten and kissed on the fiery lawn Where the wash of the waves of thy native bays Laps weary limbs, that of thee have dra…

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1898 · PDF PAGE 117

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…ange lips, I ween, Whereon no kiss might be, And teeth were sharp therein ; Ivory and white and keen, Tameless as hungering sea. Strange body of my desire, Voluptuous, lithe, and wan ; For, on my eyes drawn nigher,

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1898 · PDF PAGE 107

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…rious feet stained through with rings, Kissed blood that leapt to feel the tongue Slip eager through the teeth, while clings The lissome body, borne on wings Of pain unspeakable, unsung, To that tormentor, red and cruel, Those teeth that bit for joy, and clung Murderously amorous, while the young Tender flesh burned, a quivering fuel For strange desire, for strange desire, Passion and penitence, and dule, Love glowing some unholy jewel Glittering frightful mid the mire. Oh ! Love, what utter sweetness yet ! What agony of curst hell-fire, Shame,…

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1898 · PDF PAGE 88

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… Stray to and fro amid the wildernesses Of swart curled locks ! I deem it a sweet sin, So sweet that fires of hell have no more power On body and soul to quench the lustrous flame Of that desire that burns between us twain. What is Eternity, seeing we hold this hour For all the lusts and luxuries of shame ? Heaven is well lost for this surpassing gain.

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1898 · PDF PAGE 130

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… my whore ; her hellish hiss, Her slaver venoms soul and strength ; life flees Repugnant from the corpse-caress. Ah, this Rots blood and body ; see, the liquor’s lees I drained, whose pangs are fierce with Syphilis. Christ God, damn soul, but quench the pain of these ! This is th’ abyss ! * * * This is th’ abyss. Behold wherein I lurk The lazar-house my mind, wherein do work The horrid charnel-priests, whose loathly song Sickens my soul, and quells the spirit strong. Hell-fire within my heart ! and poisoned blood Through every vein and artery p…

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1898 · PDF PAGE 64

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58 ODE TO VENUS CALLIPYGE ODE TO VENUS CALLIPGYE Where was light when thy body came Out of the womb of a perished prayer ? Where was life when the sultry air, Hot with the lust of night and shame, Brooded on dust, when thy shoulders bare Shone on the sea with a sudden flame Into all Time to abundant fame ? CHORUS Daughter of Lust by the foam of the sea ! Mother of flame ! Sister of shame ! Tiger that Sin nor her son cannot tame ! Worship to thee ! Glory to thee ! Venus Callipyge, mother of me. Fruitless foam of a sterile sea, Wanton waves of a …

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1898 · PDF PAGE 114

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…er other hand is mischievous To bid the monster Dane grow mad, His red-haw gaze grows mutinous, Her eyes have lost the calm they had, My body grows all amorous. My tongue within her mouth excites Her dirtiest lust, her vilest dream ; His greedy mouth her bosom bites ; He cannot hold, his eyeballs gleam ; He burns to consummate the rites.

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1898 · PDF PAGE 125

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LA JUIVE 119 I saw his broken body hang Sweating and bleeding on the cross ; I heard his curses champ and clang ; I spat upon his reeking corse ; I licked the spear ; my feet were shod With iron as I kicked my God. Such frightful fancies dim my eyes— I can remember how his side Lay open for a lover’s prize— I violate the Crucified ! Hell shrieks with impious laugh ; they sing A mad lewd chant ; Hell hails me king ! So runs my dream ; but what am I ? A lover by a Jewess’ bed, A lover waiting wistfully For his desires to be fed ; His only lust—a …

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1898 · PDF PAGE 122

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…S “ “ EREBUS ” Something of monstrous in our love, our bed, Soothes me with strong desire, Strong but availing nothing—black and red Thy body gleams, as fire Thy great eyes burn, thy lips respire It seems unnatural breath within their tomb. Ah ! the red portals of thy dusky womb, Wherein my loves expire, ’ Twixt thy black breasts to rise, kissed hard by thee Till joy flows full once more, salt river to sweet sea. Fairer than roses are thy swarthy cheeks, Thine hair more sharp than gold ; Purple is warmer than mere red, when seeks My love thy li…

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1898 · PDF PAGE 81

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…, Fire and desire and delight, of a love that is always young ; Hell has the pains of hell, but the sweetest of lusts for leaven. Fierce body, breasts of delight, fearful and murderous tongue. Hell is the house of all delight, Heaven the home of a bitter blight ; Pain is our joy and our spirits’ power, Never shall fade its fiery flower. Now is the triumph of Love, gazing far to an infinite pleasure, Pleasure that mocks Heaven’s hopes, that our hands are impatient to hold. Love and delight pouring out, in a fearless insatiate measure, Out of the…

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1898 · PDF PAGE 59

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…rs out ; scarce a melody Of measured pulses quickened with the blood Of that desire which pours its deadly flood Through soul and shaken body ; scarce a thought But sense through spirit most divinely wrought To perfect feeling ; only through the lips Electric ardour kindles, flashes, slips Through all the circle to her lips again And thence, unwavering, flies to mine, to drain All pleasure in one draught. No whispered sigh, No change of breast, love’s posture perfectly Once gained, we change no more. The fever grows Hotter or cooler, as the nig…

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1898 · PDF PAGE 132

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…t in her cheek, to cull a rosy wreath Of blood upon it, nor assuage the pangs Of love with hardy limbs, and dolorous fangs, And sweating body, crimsoning with gore, As her mad mouth devoured me. Never more Though years decay ! With them my blood decays, My bones rot inwardly, the venomed days Sink shaft on shaft of agony, the years Bring new distortions, miseries, and fears ; New torture to my spirit, and forgot Of God, and health, and loveliness, I rot.

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1898 · PDF PAGE 60

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… know thee, breast and thigh, Lips, hair and eyes and mouth : I will not die But thou come with me o’er the gate of death. So, blood and body furious with breath That pants through foaming kisses, let us stay Gripped hard together to keep life away, Mouths drowned in murder, never satiate, Kissing away the hard decrees of Fate, Kissing insatiable in mad desire Kisses whose agony may never tire,

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1898 · PDF PAGE 136

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…nt’s vomit and whore’s spittle weaned, Fire my fierce brain ! resolve my rotted heart ! Fill me with drunkenness ! How changed thou art, Body, from that these women loved so well ! God ! will they still lust after me in Hell ? But this is Hell ! Aha ! if you were me, Blind staring cripple yonder, you should see Whether I lie ! A cripple are you then ? Look upon me, the leper among men, The corpse among the living ! Intercede, Good pitying pitiable Christ ! My need Is viler than my sins ! Old sins, you tire ! Come, some new devilry to reinspire …

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1898 · PDF PAGE 131

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‘ ‘ ² Åü¿Â 125 Of devilish pain. This is th’ abyss indeed ; Fears on my mind and pains on body feed, Serpents of hell that gnaw my bones, nor quench The fires of torture with the sickly stench Of many a venomed drug, that clings and cleaves, An clutches like a dead man’s hand, and weaves Its subtle scheme of agony through me. Is God to help a mortal ? Or are we Caught in Fate’s mesh without a hope to ’ scape ? Ah ! look around ! In every darksome shape ! Fearful, nude Venus grins. Alcyone Mocks with her sickening smile. Hill, moor, and lea Mak…

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1898 · PDF PAGE 18

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…things was truly to be envied, yet one who sold his birthright for a mess of beastlier pottage than ever Esau guzzled, who sold soul and body to Satan for sheer love of sin, whose mere lust of perversion is so intense that it seems to absorb every other emotion and interest. Never since God woke light from chaos has such a tragedy been unrolled before men, step after step toward the lake of Fire ! At his house all his writings were seized, and, it is believed, destroyed. The single most fortunate exception is that of a superbly jewelled writing…

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1898 · PDF PAGE 20

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…nd “ Victory ”, among others, are obviously inspired by her beauty ; and her devotion to him, the abasement of soul, the prostitution of body, she underwent for and with him, is one of the noblest stories life has known. She seems to have dived with him, yet ever trying to raise his soul from the quagmire ; if God is just at

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