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作词 : Raymond ... |
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"O soft embalmer of ye still midnight, |
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Allow me thee to adown, |
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Of any sort thou fancieth; |
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Each holdeth its own fancy, I say - |
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Yet the pleasure we partake in |
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Was causd by the fangd grin, |
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Save!, do I for him anger hold? |
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Nay - I knew I was fey!" |
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"Had I what it taketh I would do; |
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I sense - I cannot sense, |
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I am - yet! I am not - |
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Once I kissd the image |
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Of the Seven Angels of Death..." |
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"Yet as thou so didst, |
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On my lips a kiss landéd, |
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And with the shadows blendéd |
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The tendermost silken mourn; |
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In which the light hidden is - |
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Yon Hells brazen doors |
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Wrothfully it trieth to push." |
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"Then, lo! the Black Death, |
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Serpent-like twixt the breasts crept; |
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Hushd with a gasp of lifes breath, |
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Together red tears they wept, - in vain, |
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And passd the procession of dancers dead - |
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As in darkness were we lockd in wed." |
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I kissd the Seven Angels of Death." |
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"And Hell opend its doors, |
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Yet what was fore my eyes |
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But if not the brightest light." |
