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postYou that like a dagger’s thrust, Have entered my complaining heart, You that stronger than a host Of demons, came, wild yet prepared; Within my mind’s humility You made your bed and your domain; Infamous one who’s bound to me Like any felon by his chain, Like a gambler by his games, Like the bottle and the sot, Like the worms in one’s remains, Damn you! Damnation be your lot! I’ve begged the merciful, swift sword To overcome my liberty, To poison I have said the word: Save me from poltroonery. Alas the sword! Alas the poison! Contemptuous, they spoke to m: You never can deserve remission Of your accursed slavery, Imbecile! - If our deadly empire Freed you from your present fate, Your kiss would soon resuscitate The cold cadaver of your vampire!
