The stench of the gross goat is in my nostrils instead of 
the perfume of Artemis.
I plucked the Virgin by his broidered chlamys....who
could have guessed that hairry horror hidden ?
I have got gall to be my drink, who mingled my wine
with myrrh and musk and ambergris.
I made my bed of silk and and furs; and waking I found I had 
swooned to sleep upon the midden.

Ah!   Were those virgin lips of thine polluted with some
rank savour of Sabbatic lust ?
What spell turned thhe, the maiden, to a monkey jibbering
antiphonal blasphemies
To those chaste chants I woeed thee by, the moment that
touching thee, my fruit dissolved to dust,
Fair-seeming Sodom-apple !   Yet thy kisses smote all my
spine to shuddering ecstasies !

So strode the fool upon the mountain ridges, crying; One
step, and I attain the crest !
Lo!  The loose cornice tricks him, and he tumbles, a
mangled nothing, to the glacier.
So the nun cries:  One effort and I conquer; I pass the
gate, I win the appointed rest !
And passing it discovers the foul body of Sin that waits to
set his teeth in her.

So in my dreams, escaping from a monster, I turn one
corder; "there is refuge   -there!"
Nay, there he lurked who never had pursued me....'twas
I who chased him to his proper holt.
Then, O thou vile adorable, my lover, my master, catch me
backward by the hair !
Fasten thy fangs upon my mouth's gasped anguish, and
split my dream-clouds with thy thunderbolt !

Though thou be God or Satan, do thaou master my death-
pand with thy life-pang, and possess
All that I am with all thou art, my Vampire, my Siren
that I thought a nightingale !
Abase me! Spit upon me! Scourge me ! Murder me !
Take thy wolf's meal of my loveliness !
Give me the reek of thy foul breath, and show me the
leper's face behind the shining veil !

Yae!  Though I sink through measureless abysses, I trace
the incommensurable curve.
Thy foursqure wedge that rages in my circle shall match
it at the infinite period.
Polluted body, violated spirit, corrupted soul, stunned brain
and tortured nerve:-
These merge into thy bloody maw, Echidna, that shall
emerge the lone white flame of God.