I rode beneath thy burning eye;
In thought that can alone
A partner of your crime.
Heralds have known,
Dreamt for thy Infinity...
Over every spot that has been by you caressed
From columns high, the raging beast awakes
And storms of retaliation unfold
Enthralled by hypnotic tones
Softly sings the plague
And this incomparable beauty
Where the poison shines and boils
aloft with fevered pace.
with tainted grace.