What chance have snakes upon an as… When giant limousines go gliding b… Of courtesans resolved to gratify The lust of lovers seeking new abo… I do not envy the unfriended toad

I, The Sun, Lord of the Sky, sojourning in the Land of Sky, being of sound mind and memory, do hereby make, publish and declare the following to be my Last Will and Testament, hereby re...

Raymonde If it were not for you I would not be glad today And I would continue to dream Of lovely ladies in lands long ago

I am the criminal whose chest is t… I am the soldier with a red mark o… I am the prophet from the land of…

Of the moon, Of the wind, Of the frozen sea, As ice, be thou, As evening dew,

War was romantic in the days of ol… The knight rode forth to battle un… Wearing the favour of some royal m… Who loved him for his courage lion… And thus he sought adventures mani…

X., peasant, aged thirty-four and a half; Sun-Worshipper. Father and Mother were hard drinkers. Since his fifth year patient has had epileptic convulsions-i.e. he falls down unconscious...

Venus is sleeping with Fire Because it is winter and cold With Echo (The sound of strange footsteps go… As they pass through the door)

O ye who claim to be our loyal fri… Come now and build for us a funera… And lay our emptied bodies on the… Pray for our souls, murmur your sa… And while the gold and scarlet fla…

Unwedded from the world, I stray… To where a pool lies mirrored in t… A disk of polished gold that I ha… With labours not unknown to Hercu… Slender they bathe, all naked as a…

You’ve slipped from out your eveni… Before the polished lookingglass,… Unclasping frail corsage, while yo… Your blushing charms. Your waywar… Intrigue, as slowly you remove the…

Remember Lot’s wife How like a woman in a barren field No stronger than a flower Not born in shame Like the deaf adder

I would you were the hollow ship fashioned to bear the cargo of my… the unrelenting glove hurled in defiance at our blackest… or that great banner mad unfurled

What heavens opened and blazed, What sisters virtuous, What arrows sprang to mark, The trees so terrible and dark, What years, what hopes,

Like mutilated skulls they roll Across the soul’s white sand And only she can make a wall And only she can understand Let my experience be a lamp displa…