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LIBER CMXIII
O Thou shrill song of the eunuch, that art heard behind
the curtain of shame! I adore Thee, Evoe! I adore Thee,
IAO!
O Thou bright star of the morning, that art set betwixt
the breasts of the night! I adore Thee, Evoe! I adore Thee,
IAO!
O Thou lidless eye of the world, that art seen through the
sapphire veil of space! I adore Thee, Evoe! I adore Thee,
IAO!
O Thou smiling mouth of the dawn, that art freed from the
laughter of the night! I adore Thee, Evoe! I adore Thee,
IAO!
O Thou dazzling star-point of hope, that burnest over
oceans of despair! I adore Thee, Evoe! I adore Thee, IAO!
O Thou naked virgin of love, that art caught in a net of
wild roses! I adore Thee, Evoe! I adore Thee, IAO!
O Thou iron turret of death, that art rusted with the
bright blood of war! I adore Thee, Evoe! I adore Thee,
IAO!
O Thou bubbling wine-cup of joy, that foamest like the
cauldron of murder! I adore Thee, Evoe! I adore Thee,
IAO!
O Thou icy trail of the moon, that art traced in the veins of
the onyx! I adore Thee, Evoe! I adore Thee, IAO!
O Thou frenzied hunter of love, that art slain by the
twisted horns of lust! I adore Thee, Evoe! I adore Thee,
IAO!
O Thou frozen book of the seas, that art graven by the
swords of the sun! I adore Thee, Evoe! I adore Thee,
IAO!
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