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1898 · PDF PAGE 109

White Stains

… bed to dwell— That day there clanged the gates of hell Behind us twain ; we never spoke Save of love’s bidding we might do, Save on our lust to place a yoke Too bitter to be lightly broke. Each might we drew on, and something new Of lust we learnt, insatiate we Who wrote in blood the volumes through That speak of love. But then there grew A giant lust, strong as the sea ; And we with fresh delight assayed The fierce sweet bond of tribady, The strange strong sin of sodomy,

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1898 · PDF PAGE 107

White Stains

…glowing some unholy jewel Glittering frightful mid the mire. Oh ! Love, what utter sweetness yet ! What agony of curst hell-fire, Shame, lust, and infamy, and ire, Wrath in the highest heavens set, Shame in the soul, and leaping lust On pleasure’s flaming parapet, An Infamy that I forget.

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1898 · PDF PAGE 64

White Stains

…NUS 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 vain desire, Maddening billows flec…

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1898 · PDF PAGE 63

White Stains

ALL NIGHT 57 Deeper than ocean, higher than the sky, Vaster than petty loves that dream and die, Insatiate, angry, terrible for lust, Who shrivel God to adamantine dust By our fierce gaze upon him, who would strive Under our wrath, to flee away, to dive Into the deep recesses of his heaven. But we, one joy, one love, one shame for leaven, Quit hope and life, quit fear and death and love, Implacable as God, desired above All loves of hell or heaven, supremely wed, Knit in one soul in one delicious bed More hot than hell, more wicked than all thi…

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1898 · PDF PAGE 69

White Stains

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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1898 · PDF PAGE 134

White Stains

…ense Smoked like hell’s mouth though pendulous they hung, Her devilish black belly, and her tongue Sharp as a tiger’s tooth, lured on my lust. Oh ! God in heaven ! It is turned to dust And dung and corpse-flesh ! I can see even here (For changeful spectres haunt me) how a tear Of blood stood on my breast at her first bite : And day grew dusk, and twilight turned to night, And her vast coffin stood at hand. 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…

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1898 · PDF PAGE 101

White Stains

… 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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1898 · PDF PAGE 96

White Stains

…longings echo, and I crave Doubtful liaisons with the grave and loves of Parthia for sport, I think perhaps no longer yet, but dream and lust for stranger things Than ever sucked the lips of kings, or fed the tears of Mahomet. Quaint carven vampire bats, unseen in curious hollows of the trees, Or deadlier serpents coiled at eased round carcasses of birds unclean. All wandering changeful spectre shapes that dance in slow sweet measure round And merge themselves in the profound, nude women and distorted apes Grotesque and hairy, in their rage mor…

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1898 · PDF PAGE 92

White Stains

… maddens all men’s blood ; we die Fresh from some corpse-clothed memory, some secret redolence of gloom, Some darkling murmurous song of lust quite strange to man and beast and bird, Silent in power, not overheard by any snake that eats the dust : No crimson-hooded viper knows, no silver-crested asp has guessed The strange soft secrets of my breast ; no leprous cobra shall disclose The many-seated, multiform, divine, essential joys that these Dank odours bring, that starry seas wash white in vain ; intense and warm

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1898 · PDF PAGE 98

White Stains

…p 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 the Pit

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1898 · PDF PAGE 94

White Stains

88 THE BLOOD-LOTUS To lure a soul to hell, 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…

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1898 · PDF PAGE 114

White Stains

…aw 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

White Stains

…ls 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 lover’s bliss, And with no language but a kiss ! In her loose lusts I find again The memory of that dream gone by ; Her kisses waken in my brain The picture of that infamy,

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1898 · PDF PAGE 53

White Stains

…my palate still, No joy on earth is like to this That we have tasted to our fill Of all our sweet lascivious will. The cup is drained of lust’s delight, Yet wells with pleasure, and by night I’ll come once more and loving lie Between thine amorous limbs, despite That we must part and love must die. ENVOI Thus, sweet, I’ll sing when day doth break And weary lovers must awake

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1898 · PDF PAGE 122

White Stains

…Her breasts give milk as thine the fiercest wine ; Her ivory thighs enfold Limbs not so amorous as these that lie By the dark limbs, and lust for their imperial dye.

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1898 · PDF PAGE 115

White Stains

…th doubled dew distilled above ; To dog and woman I’m a slave, Nor move, though now essays the Dane To cool his weapon in my mouth ; Her lust bestrides me, and is fain To quench in his sweet sweat her drouth Her finger probes my bowel again. All three enjoy once more, and I Am ready ever to renew These bestial orgie-nights, whereby Loose woman’s love is spiced, as dew On tender spray of spring doth lie. Like the cold moon to earth and sun My mistress lingers in eclipse,

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1898 · PDF PAGE 81

White Stains

…as the joys beyond Heaven, 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 insa…

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1898 · PDF PAGE 76

White Stains

…iss 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 delights and caresses And know all the secrets of joy, From the love-look that chastity blesses To the lusts that deceive and destroy ; We will live in the light of sweet glances, By day and by night we will move To the music of manifold dances, O Lucius, love !

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1898 · PDF PAGE 85

White Stains

… one night ! ” This is the one sweet mystery : A strong man’s love is my delight ! 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…

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1898 · PDF PAGE 47

White Stains

A BALLAD OF CHOOSING 41 And pressed it in my hand, saying “ Behold The corner-stone of fame, the means of lust ” And I “ In thee I put but little trust Shameful, most vile, accursed of God’s ire, Dross of the dunghill’s most detested dust, Thou has a guerdon, is it not for hire ? ” Christ came to me, alone and sorrowful, And offered me a cross, saying to me, “ I have great joys to give most bountiful. Carry this through the world, and when the sea Of death is past, then is prepared for thee A house of many mansions.” My desire Hid not from me t…

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