I Am The Slave Of

I May Die Of Earthly Love, Or Of Devotion.

One Evening I Sat Beauty On My Knees – And I Found Her Bitter – And I Reviled Her.

Eternity. It Is The Sea Mingled With The Sun.

I Dreamed Of Crusades, Voyages Of Discovery That Nobody Had Heard Of, Republics Without Histories, Religious Wars Stamped Out, Revolutions In Morals, Movements Of Races And Continents; I Used To Believe In Every Kind Of Magic. I Began It As An Investigation. I Turned Silences And Nights Into Words. What Was Unutterable, I Wrote Down. I Made The Whirling World Stand Still.

Stronger Than Alcohol, Vaster Than Poetry, Ferment The Freckled Red Bitterness Of Love!