IV
God! do not wait then! kill me now; have done!
Why do you watch me mute and immobile,
Sitting like death between me and the sun,
A sphinx with eyes of jade and jaws of steel?
Let me rise up to kneel to you and pray!
I hate this hell of agony supine.
You killed her yesterday; kill me to-day;
Let me not hang like Christ! Now snap my spine!
Surely you know the trick—when from your lips
I see a think chill stream of stark black blood
Trickling, the stream of hate that glows and grips
My lesser life within its sickening flood.
Be pitiful, and end your cruelty!
Suck out the life of me, that I may die!
Why do you watch me mute and immobile,
Sitting like death between me and the sun,
A sphinx with eyes of jade and jaws of steel?
Let me rise up to kneel to you and pray!
I hate this hell of agony supine.
You killed her yesterday; kill me to-day;
Let me not hang like Christ! Now snap my spine!
Surely you know the trick—when from your lips
I see a think chill stream of stark black blood
Trickling, the stream of hate that glows and grips
My lesser life within its sickening flood.
Be pitiful, and end your cruelty!
Suck out the life of me, that I may die!
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