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1912 · PDF PAGE 15

Household Gods

…sus. Mystify me, girl! It is the right of an elf. Surely your flickering fire Will draw me to some mire! Aucta. Here the stream dips its mouth into the wood. So does youth’s calm and chaste beatitude Touch the black mouth of Love, the ancient whore. Crassus. Girl! what a scorpion leaping from your lips! Auta. My mouth stings as no scorpion ever stang. In this round impudent smiling face of mine There is a poison fiercer than all wines And from these eyes more subtle sorrows pour Than you can dream. These teeth have been at grips With gods; I ha…

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1912 · PDF PAGE 36

Household Gods

…rassus. What? Aurcta. ‘Your state of health. Crassus. Be off with you, foul — Aurcta. ‘Well? Crassus. I'll swim and stab them. The black mouth ofhell ‘Yawns for their murder. Autcta. Tl be at the death. Dive then; but softly. Scarcely draw your breath. 39

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1912 · PDF PAGE 20

Household Gods

…t. It is like a storm on the mountains when it shrills; Like the angry sea when it booms. Hark! Aurcta. Some god laughed. Crassus. ‘Your mouth is like some god’s. It burns and blooms With fire unheard of, with unguessed perfumes. O let me kiss you! Aticia. So you stop my songt [She ceases the tune. Crassus. There is another song. Auicia. You do me wrong. For you love Adela! Crassus. By God, girl, not I love Alicia, Aurcia. Ah! you love her sol [Ske daughs. 23

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1912 · PDF PAGE 21

Household Gods

…ou love me, and will always keep them there. Then I might dare. Crassus. I swear it. O my sweet! Anica. Then take my kiss. Crassus. Your mouth is like a rose of fire. But what is this? I cannot bear it. Aurcra. Ail Uhu! Uhul It is my heart; this arrow strikes me through. Stir not one muscle for a moment. Death! You beast, you kill me with your urgent breath. Crassus. © how I love you! [He moves violently. 24

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1912 · PDF PAGE 25

Household Gods

… secret. I have given you drink, And you are wise. But hush! to all emotion Save this the pulse and swell of Ocean. For at the last with mouth and fingers wried All must proclaim the triumph of the tide. Crassus. An! still you mock me with your cruel laugh. Autcta. It is your foolish epitaph. Crassus. But this can be no mockery. Heave and sway And curl and thrust—these waves are not at play. Aurera. You feel the ocean breaking on the shoal; But passionless and moveless is its soul. Crassus. Ah! but your soul is in your breath. 28

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1912 · PDF PAGE 16

Household Gods

…nter the wood. Crassus. So when I stoop, my cheek comes close to yours. Give mea kiss. Autcta. The poisonous apple lures ‘Thus the boy’s mouth. Beware! Crassus. O you ate fairl Fairer than ever! In this tangle of trees, ‘Your hot breath wraps you in perfume. Aura. ‘There is some gloom or doom, A bitter harsh ingredient In these my sorceries Of animal scent. 1

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1912 · PDF PAGE 34

Household Gods

…ms thrown back, head tilted, open thighs. Her lips flame out like poppies in the dusk. The breeze brings back to us a scent of musk. Her mouth is oozing kisses! Crassus. Filthy harlot! Axtcia. I never fed on a superber scarlet. And look! the wonder of plumes that foams upon Her tidal breast—oh, but a swan! a swan! A swan snow-white with his sole scarlet hidden In the abode forbidden! 7

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1912 · PDF PAGE 11

Household Gods

…le Of the stream; I crept Where the waters wept— The floss in the foss Gurgling across ‘The bosses of moss, Like a dryad’s nipple In the mouth of Pant Crassus. O pearl of the house! you came to the end? Atrcra. The dusk of the slave, the dawn of a friend? Crassus. Freedom is thine for the skill and the will. Auicia. The skil! is mine—but the will lies still, Still as the earth that dare not stir Till the kiss of the sun awaken her! Crassus. Yet at these secrets and riddles? Behold! I can fill thy lap with a harvest of gold. Aurea. Yet all the g…

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