Flowers of Evil

<h3><SPAN name="The_Possessed_One" id="The_Possessed_One"></SPAN>The Possessed One</h3> <p class="margin-b"> The sun is enveloped in crape! like it,<br/> O Moon of my Life! wrap thyself up in shade;<br/> At will, smoke or slumber, be silent, be staid,<br/> And dive deep down in Dispassion's dark pit.<br/> <br/> I cherish thee thus! But if 'tis thy mood,<br/> Like a star that from out its penumbra appears,<br/> To float in the regions where madness careers,<br/> Fair dagger! burst forth from thy sheath! 'tis good.<br/> <br/> Yea, light up thine eyes at the Fire of Renown!<br/> Or kindle desire by the looks of some clown!<br/> Thine All is my joy, whether dull or aflame!<br/> <br/> Just be what thou wilt, black night, dawn divine,<br/> There is not a nerve in my trembling frame<br/> But cries, "I adore thee, Beelzebub mine!"<br/></p> <hr style="width: 35%;" /> <div style="break-after:column;"></div><br />