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1898 · PDF PAGE 13

Jezebel

… thy white skull, thy palms, thy feet, Clinging, dead, infamous, complete. Now let me die, to mix my soul With thy red soul, to join our hands, To weld us in one perfect whole, To link us with desirous bands. Now let me die, to mate in hell With thee, O harlot Jezebel.

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1898 · PDF PAGE 12

Jezebel

…my pain, Seal my subjection and her reign. My veins poured out her marriage cup, For holy water her cruel tongue ; For blessing of white hands raised up, These perfumed infamies unsung ; For God’s breath, her sharp tainted breath ; For marriage bed, the bed of death. The hounds that scavenge, fierce and lean, Snarl in the moonlight ; in the sky The vulture hangs, a ghost unclean ; The lewd hyaena’s sleepless eye Darts through the distance ; these admit My lordship over her—and it. The host is lifted up. Behold The vintage spilt, the broken brea…

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1898 · PDF PAGE 7

Jezebel

…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 waist, Her feet with murder splashed, and brown With the sharp lips that fawn and taste, The crimson snakes that minister To those unwearying lust of her. And all her woman’s sc…

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1898 · PDF PAGE 6

Jezebel

…y 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 the air ; The dog-star gleams, a devilish light…

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