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O soft embalmer of ye still midnight,<br />Allow me thee to adown,<br />Of any sort thou fancieth;<br />Each holdeth its own fancy, I say -<br />Yet the pleasure we partake in<br />Was caus'd by the fang'd grin,<br />Save!, do I for him anger hold?:<br />Nay - I knew I was fey!<br /><br />Had I what it taketh, I would do;<br />I sense - I cannot sense,<br />I am - yet! I am not -<br />Once I kiss'd the image<br />Of the Seven Angels of Death...<br /><br />Yet as thou so didst,<br />On my lips a kiss landéd,<br />And with the shadows blendéd<br />The tendermost silken mourn.;<br />In which the light hidden is -<br />Yon Hell's brazen doors<br />Wrothfully it trieth to push.<br /><br />Then, lo! the Bleak Death,<br />Serpent-like 'twixt the breasts crept:<br />Hush'd with a gasp of life's breath,<br />Together red tears we wept - in vain,<br />And pass'd the procession of dancers dead -<br />As in darkness were we lock'd in wed:<br />I kiss'd the Seven Angels of Death.<br /><br />And Hell open'd its doors,<br />Yet what was 'fore my eyes<br />But if not the brightest light.
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O soft embalmer of ye still midnight,<br />Allow me thee to adown,<br />Of any sort thou fancieth;<br />Each holdeth its own fancy, I say -<br />Yet the pleasure we partake in<br />Was caus'd by the fang'd grin,<br />Save!, do I for him anger hold?:<br />Nay - I knew I was fey!<br /><br />Had I what it taketh, I would do;<br />I sense - I cannot sense,<br />I am - yet! I am not -<br />Once I kiss'd the image<br />Of the Seven Angels of Death...<br /><br />Yet as thou so didst,<br />On my lips a kiss landéd,<br />And with the shadows blendéd<br />The tendermost silken mourn.;<br />In which the light hidden is -<br />Yon Hell's brazen doors<br />Wrothfully it trieth to push.<br /><br />Then, lo! the Bleak Death,<br />Serpent-like 'twixt the breasts crept:<br />Hush'd with a gasp of life's breath,<br />Together red tears we wept - in vain,<br />And pass'd the procession of dancers dead -<br />As in darkness were we lock'd in wed:<br />I kiss'd the Seven Angels of Death.<br /><br />And Hell open'd its doors,<br />Yet what was 'fore my eyes<br />But if not the brightest light.
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