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THE TEARS OF LILITH
THE TEARS OF LILITH
O lovely demon, half-divine!Hemlock, and hydromel, and gall,Honey, and aconite, and wine,Mingle to make that mouth of thine—
Thy mouth I love: But most of all,It is thy tears that I desire—Thy tears, like fountain-drops that fallIn gardens red, Satanical;
Or like the tears of mist and fire,Wept by the moon, that wizards useTo secret runes, when they requireSome silver philtre, sweet and dire.
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