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

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