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1898 · PDF PAGE 15

Jezebel

…e peerless eyes That burn my soul ; you loose the torrent stream Of my desire ; you make my lips your prize, And on them burns the whole life’s hope : you deem You buy a heart ; but I am well aware How my damnation dwells in that supreme Passion to feed upon your shoulders bare, And pass the dewy twilight of our sin In the intolerable flames of hair That clothe my body from your head ; you win The devil’s bargain ; I am yours to kill, Yours, for one kiss ; my spirit for your skin ! O bitter love, consuming all my will ! O love destroying, that …

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1898 · PDF PAGE 20

Jezebel

…embrace :— And now you will not let me see your face Or hear your voice or touch you. Ah ! the hour ! He moves. Come back, come back, my life’s one flower ! Come back. One kiss before your leave me. So ! Stop—turn—one little kiss before you go ; It is my right—you must. Oh no ! Oh no !

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1898 · PDF PAGE 21

Jezebel

…ds that sing Slow dirges in eternal monotone. Such is my soul’s desire, being weary of This vain eternity of sleepless dreams That is my life ; withal there still may be In other worlds, the hope of other love Than this that floods my veins with poisonous streams, And wastes with wan desire the soul of me.

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1898 · PDF PAGE 8

Jezebel

… that sacrament Of shame. From the day unto this My cheek desires that hideous kiss. Her hate, her scorn, her cruel blows, Fill my whole life, consume my breath ; Her red-fanged hatred in me glows, I lust for her, and hell, and death. I see that ghastly look, and yearn Toward the brands of her that burn. Sleep shuns me ; dreams divide the night, (My parched throat thirsty for her veins) That she and I with deep delight Suck from death’s womb infernal pains, Whose fire consumes, destroys, devours Through night’s insatiable hours. And altogether …

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1898 · PDF PAGE 19

Jezebel

…with sly, skulking brow, You must leave Sodom for your spouse’s sake Coward and coward and coward ! who would take The best flower of my life and leave me so, Still loving you—Ah ! weak—and turn to go For fear of such a God ! O blind ! O fool ! To heed these strangers, and to be the tool Of their smooth lies and monstrous miracles ! O break this bondage and cast off their spells !

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