The Vampire Thous who abruptly as a knife Didst come into my heart; thou who A demon horde into my life, Didst enter, wildly dancing through The doorways of my sense unlatched to make my spirit thy domain- Harlot to whom I am attached As convicts to the ball and chain, As gamblers to the wheels bright spell As drunkards to their raging thirst, As corpses to their worms ---accurst Be thou! Oh be thou damned to hell!! I have entreated the swift sword to strike, that I at once be freed; The poisoned phial I hve implored to plot with me a ruthless deed. Alas! The phial and the blade Do cry aloud and laugh at me; "Thou art not worthy of our aid; thou art not worthy to be free. Though one of us should be the tool to save thee from thy wretched fate Thy kisses would resuscitate The body of thy Vampire, fool! George Dillon