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…light ; 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 chalice of lust, scarlet o’errunning its gold. This is the song of the Spring, that the nightingales carol by starlight, This the delight of our eyes, as they shine with strange fire in the night,
1898 · PDF PAGE 54
48 BALLADE DE LA JOLIE MARION To part, but now our pleasure take In one last bout of rivalry, Whose passions first shall answer make To the dances that the curtains shake Till we must part and love must die.
1898 · PDF PAGE 107
…hat 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.
1898 · PDF PAGE 110
104 VICTORY And thus from foe to foe betrayed, No pain or pleasure but we knew Its utterest essence, whence we made All agonies, that God has paid With rotting blood, save one, that few Could dream of, so divine it is, So exquisite, so rich to do, The which to-night we meet unto— To consummate the angry bliss Of all excesses of delight ; The pain of this divine disease, The luxury of the obscene kiss, The carnal anguish, and the sight Of sore bloody breasts and thighs, The bright green river foamed with white, The horrid spasms of the night. Lo…
1898 · PDF PAGE 41
…If thou hast prayed ? “ For thine outcry bring chaos back, Turn over earth and heaven to hell, And listen ’ mid the roar and wrack, With pleasure to creation’s knell, Thy marriage bell ? “ I will not turn the Red Sea back That thou mayst pass again dry-shod : Thou hast chosen, thou shalt live the black Dry years out till thou cleave the sod, And meet thy God. “ What are thy good deeds ? This one thing Thou hast not done. This chiefest task
1898 · PDF PAGE 106
…That rules my ways be found my guide, Wed in bad bands so foul and sore That Liberty shall be not more Within my heart or at my side ? O Pleasure, whom I made my god, And based my forehead for thy pride And took thy bastard for my bride, Subdued my shoulders to thy rod, Casting before thy feet the things, The virtues that thou didst hate ; I trod A bloody winepress, and went shod
1898 · PDF PAGE 74
…mind, Nor feed upon his lips, nor call him dear, Nor may I clasp him, lissome and divine, Nor suck our passion from his eager verge, Nor pleasure in his quick embraces prove ; I faint for love, come aid me sparkling wine, That my unquenchable desire may urge In Lucius’ fiery heart responsive love. O fervent and sweet to my bosom Past woman, I’ll clasp thee and cling Till the buds of desire break to blossom And my kisses surprise thee and sting ;
1898 · PDF PAGE 53
…h 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
1898 · PDF PAGE 52
…ree, Short madness, and we lazily Lolled back upon the bed of fire. I was a-weary—her desire Drew her upon me—Marion, fie ! You work our pleasure till I tire : But we must part, and love must die. Nor thus did love’s embraces wane, Though lusty limbs grow idle quite ; Our mouths’ red vales are over-fain To suck the sweetness from the night ; And amorously, with touches light, Steal passion from reluctant pain. So has the daystar fled again Before the blushes of the sky, So did I clasp thy knees in vain : For we must part, and love must die. You…
1898 · PDF PAGE 115
…ies him Insane and furious in the sheath She opens for him—wide and dim My mouth is amorous beneath. Her lips devour me, and I rave With pleasure to discern the love They twain exert, my lips who lave With 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…
1898 · PDF PAGE 11
P R E F A C E IN the fevered days and nights under the Empire that perished in the struggle of 1870, that whirling tumult of pleasure, scheming, success, and despair, the minds of men had a trying ordeal to pass through. In Zola’s “ La Curee ” we see how such ordinary and natural characters as those of Saccard, Maxime, and the incestuous heroine, were twisted and distorted from their normal sanity, and sent whirling into the jaws of a hell far more affrayant than the mere cheap and nasty brimstone Sheol which is a Shibboleth for the dissenter, …
1898 · PDF PAGE 76
…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 delight…
1898 · PDF PAGE 78
72 A PAEAN IN THE SPRINGTIDE Pleasure and pain are made one, a delirious noble emotion ; Love dies before he grows manly, dawn never yields to the sun. Love in a night shall live and die, Love in a day shall wing and fly ; Love in the Spring shall last an hour, Easily fades a spring-tide flower. Where are the blooms of frost, hoary and bright and vestal ; Virginal lips not kissed, flowers unbidden to bud ? Ah ! we have slain their beams, as our low heads lazily nestle, Where the dark home of Love is, where the impatient blood Spurts at the furi…
1898 · PDF PAGE 59
…ips 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 night wind blows Fresh gusts of passion on the outer gate. But we, in waves of frenzy, concentrate Our thirsty mouths on that hot drinking cup Whence we may never suck the nectar up
1898 · PDF PAGE 136
…than my sins ! Old sins, you tire ! Come, some new devilry to reinspire My lips with frenzied laughter ! Vain, ah, vain ! Th’ extreme of pleasure and the worst of pain, I have tasted all. No more, all hope must end— Hope ! Damn that word ! It mocks me like that friend
1898 · PDF PAGE 21
… gives us an idea of the progression of diabolism as it really is ; not as it is painted Note also, ( I ) the increase of selfishness in pleasure, ( 2 ) the diminution of his sensibility to physical charms. Pure and sane is his early work ; then he is carried into the outer current of the great vortex of Sin, and whirls lazily through the sleepy waters of mere sensualism ; the pace quickens, he grows fierce in the mysteries of Sapphism and the cult of Venus Aversa with women ; later of the same forms of vice with men, all mingled with wild talk…