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The Shadow Worshiper And Other Poems
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ISBN 9781153153911
REGISTERED: 12/22/17
UPDATED: 02/20/20
The Shadow Worshiper And Other Poems

This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text


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  • The Shadow Worshiper And Other Poems available on March 16 2016 from Indigo for 22.5
  • ISBN bar code 9781153153911 ξ1 registered March 16 2016
  • Product category is Book

  • # 978115315391

Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1857 Excerpt: ...leaves One face on earth, one sight where''er we turn, A loneliness in Heaven if that be not, A paradise in Hell should that be there. Eve drank with Lucifer--she was the first; The angels with the daughters she brought forth, And I with thee, my Arnold. SCENK I. A FESTIVE HALL. Arnold, Villiars and Guests. ARNOLD. Refill your cups and count the moments'' flight By beaded foam-gems on their sides. How now! What silent madness hath o''ertaken all? VILLIARS. We are as men by lightning stricken blind! Gems on the star-wreathed bowls ne''er glowed so bright, As coruscations of such sparkling wit Upon those lips of thine--they drop spear points. ARNOLD. Then what a wealth of garlands thou canst make; They''ll be no sharper to the touch than most Earth-diadems. VILLIARS. Hast worn one that thou speakest So glibly of such consecrated things? ARNOLD. How many fools have worn a crown,--Life Hath coronals she offers all, while men Are but the idiots that she wills them be. Wilt hear a tale? VILLIARS. Thy lips bloom romances With such a relish strange they''re sweet to me As drops wherewith our Bacchus feeds us. Speak I Those gaping fools will never heed--they''re wrapt. ARNOLD. Ay, in the worthless mantle of their own Ignoble passions! I say, refill the cups--All hail, a toast, a toast! VILLIARS. Thou lookest so mad; I know thy speech will cut too deep! Bid me Give out the toast. ARNOLD. Then speak it merrily. VILLIARS. Pile up the beakers with a crown of foam! We go beyond the royal Bacchanal and drain The wealth of sumless diadems. Ready all, My monarchs of a moment? GUESTS. We arc ready. VILLI ARS. Then drink your kingdoms. ARNOLD. Surest way to keep Possession! And the toast--VILLI ARS. Is wine and woman. ARNOLD. Since Fate has cursed them once, what need again? VILLIAR...


References
    ^ The Shadow Worshiper And Other Poems Indigo. (revised Mar 2016)

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