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1898 · PDF PAGE 8

Jezebel

…p delight Suck from death’s womb infernal pains, Whose fire consumes, destroys, devours Through night’s insatiable hours. And altogether filled with love, And altogether filled with sin, The little sparks and noises move About the softness of her skin. Her pleasures and her passions purr For the delight I have of her. Aching with all the pangs of night My shuddering body swoons ; my eyes Absorb her eyelids’ lazy light, And read her bosom to devise Fresh blossoms of the heart of hell And secret joys of Jezebel.

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1898 · PDF PAGE 10

Jezebel

…ugh all the city vast : Men were afraid. But I—I knew Jehu was here, whose sword should dip Deep in my love’s adulterous lip. The spirit filled me. And behold ! I saw her dead stare to the skies. I came to her ; she was not cold, But burning with old infamies. On her incestuous mouth I fell, And lost my soul for Jezebel. I followed him afoot, afire ; Beneath her window he drew rein ; She looked forth, clad in glad attire, Haggard and hateful, once again ; And taunted him. His bastard blood Quailed, but his violent soul withstood. He blenched, a…

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1898 · PDF PAGE 15

Jezebel

…ch divine To flood your spirit with the clinging strife Of perfect passionate joy, the joy of wine, The drunkenness of extreme pleasure, filled From sin’s amazing cup ? Oh, mine, mine, mine, Mine, if your kisses maddened me or killed, Mine, at the price of my damnation deep, Mine, if you will, as once your glances willed !

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1898 · PDF PAGE 7

Jezebel

…ourts, by princes trod, Where Ahab sat, and mocked at God. Where Ahab sat :—but lo ! I saw No king, no tyrant to be curst ; But she, who filled me with blind awe, She, for whose blood my thin veins thirst ; The blossom of a painted mouth And bare breasts tinctured with the south. For lo ! the harlot Jezebel ! Her hands dropped perfume, and her tongue (A flame from the dark heart of hell, The ivory-barred mouth, that stung With unimaginable pangs) Shot out at me, and Hell fixed gangs. Her purple robes, her royal crown, The jewelled girdle of her…

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1898 · PDF PAGE 6

Jezebel

… Zimri Omri’s sword ; My voice inflamed the fiery steel That was to smite upon Jezreel. And now, I haste from yonder sands, With fervour filled, to say God’s doom To Ahab of the bloody hands, The spoiler of his father’s tomb, The slayer of the vineyard king. God’s judgment, and his fate, I bring. The city gleams afar ; I see Samarina’s white walls on high ; The mountains echo back to me The vengeful murmur of the sky ; All heaven and earth on me attend To prophesy the tyrant’s end. The gates are close because of night Whose heavy breath infects…

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