Purchase of this book includes free trial access to www.million-books.com where you can read more than a million books for free. This is an OCR edition with typos. Excerpt from book: AT THE DANCE Thb sexual organs of the tulip tree She has pinned to her maidenly breast; Their heavy perfume pervades the room And fills the soul with unrest. The delicate arms and heaving chest, Plump shoulders bare to the waist, For a moment are pressed to the manly breast, Then swung for others to taste. She would barely speak should we meet on the street When tomorrow's simlight gleams; But tonight I can clasp her in a lover's grasp, And clasp her still in my dreams. PROCREATION From the sexual embrace of the night, Each morning I arise immortal. . This is the perpetual fountain of youth, "The resurrection of the body and life everlasting." It paints the plumage and tints the petal And fills the world with its fragrance, The blossoms, the flowers, are sexual, sensual, All pale with passion or blushing with love. A MAIDEN MORTAL I Would not court the lily, Nor see an angel home; Let flowers wed with flowers And Heaven keep her own. I love a maiden mortal, Eve's latest daughter, With all her mother's sin; I love her faults and follies, Her pimples and her freckles, The mole upon her chin. AT THE BALL, What means the rose in thy attire ? Are roses, dear, the fashion— Flame-colored petals of desire, Red riot of passion ? LOVE AND FRIENDSHIP It was not love, he asked, but friendship, And so went lonely to the end; For one may have a dozen lovers And not a single friend. OTHELLO-LOVE False to thee ? Ah, vain Moor ! The question is not whether she were false to thee, But whether she were true unto herself. And jealousy's not murder; one may be jealous And still not be a murderer. There are whose very love is criminal— Othello-love, that kisses and then kills. MODERN LO...