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AD LUCIUM 69 Till my hand and my mouth are united In caresses that shake thee and smite, While the stars hide their lustre affrighted In measureless night. I will neither delay nor dissemble But utter my love in thine ear Though my voice and my countenance tremble With a passion past pity and fear ; I will speak from my heart till thou listen With the soft sound of wings of a dove, Till thine eyes answer back till they glisten O Lucius, love ! I will touch thee but once with a finger, But thy vitals shall shudder and smart, And the smile throug…
1898 · PDF PAGE 54
…art, 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.
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…, That in the mirror of the lake of fire We may behold the image of Desire Stretching broad wings upon us, and may leap Each upon other, till our bodies weep Thick sweet salt tears, and, clasping as of yore Within dull limits of Earth’s barren shore, Fulfil immense desires of strange new shames, Burn into one another as the flames Of our hell fuse us into one wild soul : Then, one immaculate divinest whole, Plunge, fire, within all fire, dive far to death ; Till, like king Satan’s sympathetic breath, Burn on us as a voice from far above Strange…
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… great thinkers maintained the even keel, and the windy waters lay nor for their frailer barks to cross. There is one exception of note, till this day unsuspected, in the person of George Archi- bald Bishop. In a corner of Paris this young poet (for in his nature the flower of poesy did spring, did even take root and give some promise of a brighter bloom, till stricken and blasted in latter years by the lightning of his own sins) was steadily writing day after day, night after night, often working forty hours at a time, work which he destined t…
1898 · PDF PAGE 116
110 WITH DOG AND DAME We wake her passion, either one Licking each pouting pair of lips Till new sweet streams of nectar run. ’ Tis Autumn, and the dying breeze Murmurs “ embrace ”; the moon replies “ Embrace ” ; the soughing of the trees Calls us to linger loverwise, And drain our passion to the lees. ’ Tis Autumn. The belated dove Calls through the beeches, that bestir Themselves to kiss the skies above, As I will kiss with him and her. Leave us, sweet Autumn, to our love.
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66 RONDELS RONDELS I Maid of dark eyes, that glow with shy sweet fire, Song lingers on thy beauty till it dies In awe and longing on the smitten lyre : Maid of dark eyes. Grant me thy love, earth’s last surpassing prize, Me, cast upon the faggots of love’s pyre For love of the white bosom that underlies The subtle passion of thy snowy attire, The shadowy secret of thine amorous thighs, The inmost shrine of my supreme desire, Maid of dark eyes ! 2 Boy of red lips, pale face, and golden hair, Of dreamy eyes of love, and finger-tips Rosy with yout…
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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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…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 ! you come—you kill me ! Christ ! God ! Bite ! Bite ! Ah Bite ! Love’s fountains fill me.
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…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,
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…ell ? “ 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
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…My hot devouring kisses rain On thy worn face, in writhing pain Biting my lips, that fiercely smile As tigers’ lips, and gnaw thy mouth, Till the blood spurts in dainty style And blinds and bruises me awhile, Yet satiates the awful drouth ; I suck, and shudder, and rave, and clutch, Thy breasts, with wounds and sores uncouth, Drenched with diseases of the south, The hot south lands, where crooked crutch, The leprous arm, the withered hand, Bear sway, where thou wast nurtured, such A queen as men delight to touch.
1898 · PDF PAGE 97
…hin the fiery circle of their glance Warm writhing woman-horses dance a shameless Bacchanal of sin ; Foam whips their reeking lips, and still the flower- witch nestles to my lips, Twines her swart lissome legs and hips, half serpent and half devil, till My whole life seems to lie in her ; her kisses draw my breath ; my face Loses its lustre in the grace of her quick bosom ; sinister The raving spectres reel ; I see beyond my Circe’s eyes no shape Save vague cloud-measures that escape the dances whirling witchery.
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…ses sin, and from madness Deletes its indelible brand ; For life shall spring where they have smitten, And Love rise from under the rod, Till all men behold what is written, The kingdom of God !
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…quenchable 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 122
…thin 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 lips to hold. Ah Queen ! that other’s breasts are cold Being of wafted snowflakes beside thine ; Her breasts give milk as thine the fiercest wine ; Her ivory thighs enfold Limbs not so amorous as these that lie By the dark lim…
1898 · PDF PAGE 52
…t 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 say anot…
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…ugh 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 delights and caresses And know all the secrets of …
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… the night, dim fires of matchless red To hold my love, and lead my kisses on From night to night upon the purple bed Of dark embraces ; till the summer is gone We will forget in love the world of tears Whose tumult reaches not our amorous ears. 3 Come with me thither. Let the chaster snow Blush at the sunset, when our limbs grow fain To twine close caressing, let it blush Redder at sunrise, when our eyelids grow Weary of kissing, and our arms again Slowly unclasp, and our fair cheeks do flush With memory’s modesty. The mountains glow Warmer an…
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… general exaltation of Priapism at the expense, in particular, of Christianity, in which religion, however, he is undoubtedly a believer till the