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82 AT KIEL AT KIEL Oh, the white flame of limbs in dusky air, The furnace of thy great grey eyes on me Turned till I shudder. Darkness on the sea, And wan ghost-lights are flickering everywhere So that the world is ghastly. But within Where we two cling together, and hot kisses 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 a…
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… 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 vain desire, Maddening billows flecked with fire, Storms that lash on the brine, and flee, Dead delights, insatiate ire Broke like a…
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ODE TO VENUS CALLIPYGE 63 CHORUS Daughter of Lust by the foam of the sea ! Mother of flame ! Sister of shame ! Tiger the Sin nor her son cannot tame ! Worship to thee ! Glory to thee ! Venus Callipyge, mother of me.
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CONTRA CONJUGIUM T. B. B. 39 Cemented the unholy kiss Of barren age’s fruitless shame Your hell shall flame “ Seven times more hot, that ye may know My paths shall be most surely trod, That I who answer thus, who show Myself in wielding sword and rod, Am high Lord God ! ” Silent the voice, and through the nave And chancel droned the choir ; the sun Darkened, as Satan’s perjured slave, The priest, in blessing, made them one. The Deed was done.
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…ite Who flew from heaven—was it hell ?— Into these bounds of light And music—yesternight— Had some new song to tell. I saw a living soul Flame into mortal dress ; Whose glance—a fiery coal, Whose lips—a ruby bowl Whose wine was wickedness. They were strange 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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…ire Thy lips and mouth were bright, In mine eye to give light, And fire to kindle fire. Ah Love ! nor king nor queen Of mine exhaustless flame, But comrade of my teen, Spouse of that epicene Incontinence of shame. Twin Love ! Soul’s dual spouse, Dream-serpent of my life, Rose-garland of my brows Within that ivory house, Sex with itself at strife. Were I a wanton stream, Thou mightest bathe in me, Yet in that happy dream Methought my heart did deem We mingled utterly. O sexless ! deathless ! fair Beyond the world to me,
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…ould abandon all This pomp. I liefer would have had you call Some soft sweet title of belovéd shame. Gold coronets be seemly, but bright flame I choose for diadem ; I would let fall All crowns, all kingdoms, for one rhythmical Caress of thine, one kiss my soul to tame. You crown me king and queen ; I crown thee lover ! I bid thee hasten, nay, I plead with thee, Come in the thick dear darkness to my bed. Heed not my sighs, but eagerly uncover, As our mouths mingle, my sweet infamy, And rob thy lover of his maidenhead.
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…quickens, and the tare-seeds shoot ; On my old upas-tree a bastard fruit Is grafted. One more generation’s doom Fixes its fangs. Crime’s flame, disease’s gloom, Are thy birth-dower. Another prostitute Predestined, born man, damned to grow a brute ! Another travels tainted to the tomb ! My sin, my madness, in thy blood are set, A vile imperishable coronet, To hound thee into hell ! God spits at thee The curse thy parents earned. Revenge be thine ! Kiss Lust, kill Truth, and worship at Sin’s shrine. And foul His face with dung—thy infamy !
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…learn As she sings slowly all their shame, and makes me tingle with delight At new debaucheries, whose might rekindles blood and bone to flame. The circle gathers. Negresses howl in the naked dance, and wheel On poniard-blades of poisoned steel, and weep out blood in agonies ; Strange beast and reptile writhe ; the song grows high and melancholy now ; The perfume savours every brow with lust unutterable of wrong ; Clothed with my flower-bride I sit, a harlot in a harlot’s dress, And laugh with careless wickedness that strews the broad road of t…
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…e. Thy golden lips are carven Cleo- patra-wise Large, full, and moist, within them lies the silver rampart, whence there slips That rosy flame of love, the fount of blood at my light bidding spilt ; And my desires, if aught thou wilt, are with thy mind, and thy account With God shall bear my name the more ; give me the knowledge, me the power For some new sin one little hour, and bankrupt God the creditor : Steal from his stock of suffering ; his tender mercies rob at will ; Destroy his graciousness, until he must avenge the name of king. Stran…
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… life, I gave thee youth, Four seasons fair, for love the same, Health, strength and comeliness—forsooth, And thou hast quenched my holy flame, And scorned my name ! “ I gave thee life, life passeth by ; I gave thee youth, that youth is fled. Thinkst thou that I will fructify Now, at thine own good time, thy dead And barren bed ? “ How worship me, yet break my laws ? Art thou a God ? Didst thou devise The infinite world ? Did thy word cause The silver Caucasus to arise ? Art thou all-wise ? “ Or hast thou mocked me, setting high A molten calf, …
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…—how utter sweet !— The gaping spear-wound in his side Wherein I smote the Crucified ! Come, night ! dip, shadows ! Only let One incense-flame burn red and low, Regild the golden coronet, Gleam on her nude lewd hips, and glow On hours of weariless desire, A bastard and infernal fire. Smite me, my fiend-fair whore, nor spare My raging hips, but wake again The old desires ere I’m aware, Joy more intense from cruel pain : They say he hoped his crown to fix By his delirious crucifix. Yes, spare me not, red-lipped, low browed, Large-featured animal …
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…l, to draw some saint’s charred lust, to tempt, to win Another sacrifice to sin, another poet’s heart to gnaw With dubious remorse. Oh ! flame of torturing flower- love ! sacrament Of Satan, triple element of mystery and love and shame, Green, gold, and crimson, in my heart you strive with Jesus for its realm, While Sorrow’s tears would overwhelm the warriors of either part ! Jesus would lure me : from his side the gleaming torrent of the spear Withdraws, my soul with joy and fear waits for sweet blood to pour its tide Of warm delight—in vain !…
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70 AD LUCIUM That shall tingle and thrill through and through thee As the draught of the flame of a wine ; I will drink of the fount of our pleasure Licking round and about and above Till its streams pour me out their full measure, O Lucius, love ! Thou shalt clasp me and clamber above me And press me with eager desire, Thou shalt kiss me and clip me and love me With a love beyond infinite fire, Thou shalt pierce to the portals of passion And satiate thy longing and lust In the fearless Athenian fashion, A rose amid dust. We will taste all deli…
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…t ! To feel him clamber on me, laid Prone on the couch of lust and shame, To feel him force me like a maid And his great sword within me flame, His breath as hot and quick as fame ; To kiss him and to clasp him tight ; This is my joy without a name, A strong man’s love is my delight. To feel again his love grow grand Touched by the langour of my kiss ; To suck the hot blood from my gland Mingled with fierce spunk that doth hiss, And boils in sudden spurted bliss ; Ah ! God ! the long-drawn lusty fight ! Grant me eternity of this ! A strong man’…
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…wer. Where shall be Hylas then ? for his lonely lips are sighing, Vainly in hell for love, vainly for days gone by ; Where the incarnate flame of Lesbian lovers dying, Then where the world is past, and Heaven or hell draw nigh ? Heaven with cold and loveless lips, though his fruits be many, Hell with his red mouth hot, barren although he be. Hylas and Sappho choose, and are never denied of any, Hell’s most insatiate fangs, death and his empery.
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…motherhood. But I, Cut off from love and joy ; its memory One black hell of distorted pain ; my shame More horrid than that first unholy flame,
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…and. And there Naked as hell, legs wide flung out in the air, She lay and called me “ Sata ”. As I came, Feeling a Satan, such a deathly flame Of lust of loathliness was kindled here In my bad blood, I leapt upon the bier, And consummated all the strange desire That burnt and branded all my blood with fire, Buried my teeth and limbs in swarthy flesh, While blood and sweat begat desire afresh, And yet twelve times the black womb vomited, And we lay there chilled bitterly, and dead,