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Page 1 of 11898 · PDF PAGE 85
… their buttocks on the sly, And kiss their genitals, and cry : “ Ah ! Ganymede, grant me 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 m…
1898 · PDF PAGE 84
…writhe within the close caress Of fierce embrace, and wanton kiss, And final nuptial done aright, How sweet a passion, shame, is this, A strong man’s love is my delight ! Free women cast a lustful eye On my gigantic charms, and seek By word and touch with me to lie, And vainly proffer cunt and cheek ; Then, angry, they miscall me weak, Till one, divining me aright, Points to her buttocks, whispers “ Greek ! ”— A strong man’s love is my delight ! Boys tempt my lips to wanton use, And show their tongues, and smile awry,
1898 · PDF PAGE 109
…mething 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,
1898 · PDF PAGE 122
116 “ EREBUS “ “ 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 …
1898 · PDF PAGE 86
80 A BALLAD OF PASSIVE PAEDERASTY ENVOI Husband, come early to my bed, And stay beyond the dawn of light In mighty deeds of lustihead. A strong man’s love is my delight !
1898 · PDF PAGE 123
…ste of summer song From thrush’s tender throat, a tongue that tires My thirsty lips with its insatiate fires, While swart limbs soft and strong Grip my hot head, while thy lips kiss away With blood and foam the life from him thou wouldst not slay.
1898 · PDF PAGE 56
…y yet In drawing out my life in this desire To consummate this moment all the gross Lusts of to-night, and pay the sudden dept That with strong water shall put out our fire !
1898 · PDF PAGE 29
A FRAGMENT 23 He. And whose strong tide shall bear our spirit out Into the ocean of all happiness Whose bounds are Heaven. She. See ! the scythe of Time Sweeps on to cut the new-born flowers in twain That symbolizes the reluctant hour In which we met—and now the flower is dead And we must part. He. Fond hearts, chaste souls, as one Whose unity is sacred, still shall dwell Together—Not the cold embrace Of “ We shall meet again ”, but let us say The ritual of a lover, being this “ God be with you ! ” She. O heart too dear to me, Too much beloved …
1898 · PDF PAGE 30
…to rain ! O Godhead of glory through anguish ! O Christ shone through Magdalen’s tears ! Thy sons on the universe languish In iron bands strong as the spheres ;
1898 · PDF PAGE 24
…E Lie close ; no pity, but a little love. Kiss me but once and all my pain is paid. Hurt me or soothe, stretch out one limb above Like a strong man who would constrain a maid. Touch me ; I shudder and my lips turn back Over my shoulder if so be that thus My mouth may find thy mouth, if aught there lack To thy desire, till love is one with us. God ! I shall faint with pain, I hide my face For shame. I am disturbed, I cannot rise, I breathe hard with thy breath ; thy quick embrace Crushes ; thy teeth are agony—pain dies In deadly passion. Ah ! yo…
1898 · PDF PAGE 130
…in 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 pours a flood
1898 · PDF PAGE 65
…here the wash of the waves of thy native bays Laps weary limbs, that of thee have drawn Laughter and fire for their souls in pawn. O thy strong sons ! they are dark as night, Cruel and barren and false as the sea, They have cherished Hell for the love of thee, Filled with thy lust and abundant might, Filled with the phantom desire to free Body and soul from the sound and sight Of a world and a God that doth not right.