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Let me away! Then is it not enough
That you have won me to your wickedness?
That we have touched the strange and sexless love
Whose heart is death? That you and I express
The poison of a thousand evil flowers
And drain that cup of bitterness, my Lola?
That you have killed my safe and sunny hours—
A Venus to seduce Savonarola!
Why have you taken this most monstrous shape,
Imperious malison and hate flung after?
You clutch me like a gross lascivious ape,
And like a gloating devil's rings the laughter.
O sweet my maid, bethink yourself awhile!
Recall the glad kiss and the gentle smile!

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