By Adam d’As.

Shall it be claws or paws to-day,

Jehane, your lover-lion play?

Sweetness of torment bring completeness

To love, or torment sharpen sweetness?


Breast against bosom, shall I feel

The lure of velvet or of steel?

Will it be fire or water flies

From the wild opal of your eyes?


Will you express your spirit-stress

By laughter or by holiness?

I care not — either serves our play —

If it be claws or paws to-day.


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