... looped with the creep of varying light, Monkey-brown, fish-grey, a string of infected circles... Loitering like bullies, about to coagulate....LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
"The rugged Pyrrhus, he whose sable arms, Black as his purpose, did the night resemble... When he lay couched in the ominous horse, Hath now this dread and black complexion smeared With heraldry more dismal. Head to foot Now is he total gules, horridly tricked With blood of fathers, mothers, daughters, sons, Baked and impasted with the parching streets, That lend a tyrannous and a damned light To their lord's murder. Roasted in wrath and fire, And thus o'ersized with coagulate gore, With eyes like carbuncles, the hellish Pyrrhus Old grandsire Priam seeks."LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
When cradle and spool are past And I mere shade at last... Coagulate of stuff Transparent like the wind, I think that I may find A faithful love, a faithful love.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »