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Desire

Bright eyes, sweet lips, with many fevers fill The young blood, running wildly, as it must;

But lips and eyes beget a strange distrust.

Electric fingers send the sudden thrill Through senses unsubservient to the will;

The flames die down, and leave a dim disgust;

Unfragrant kisses turn to drouth and dust;

I kiss;

I feast; but I am hungry still.

O woman, woman, passionate but strong!

True to thy love as needle to the pole— True to the truth, and not alone to me— O mate and friend, elusive in the throng,

With thy clear brows, thy straight and upright soul,

Nameless—unknown—my hunger is for thee!

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Ada Cambridge

Ada Cambridge (21 November 1844 – 19 July 1926), later known as Ada Cross, was an English-born Australian writer. She wrote more than 25 works o…
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