Household Gods by Aleister Crowley
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But I must raise you up.
The night grows darker; all Pan's light is gone, And you and I are pledged to sup Upon a secret. CRASSUS. All your secret shone. [She laughs again.] ALICIA. Oh, when you know it! But you must divine Adela's shrine. CRASSUS. I am weary of Adela grown chaste and chill. ALICIA. The hunter lags; how heavy is the hill! But you are bound to Adela. CRASSUS. To you! ALICIA. But you have given me freedom. I will leave you. CRASSUS. What have I done to grieve you? ALICIA. |
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