The Vampire

Thous who abruptly as a knife
Didst come into my heart; thou who 
A demon horde into my life,
Didst enter, wildly dancing through

The doorways of my sense unlatched
to make my spirit thy domain-
Harlot to whom I am attached
As convicts to the ball and chain,

As gamblers to the wheels bright spell
As drunkards to their raging thirst,
As corpses to their worms ---accurst
Be thou! Oh be thou damned to hell!!

I have entreated the swift sword
to strike, that I at once be freed;
The poisoned phial I hve implored
to plot with me a ruthless deed.

Alas! The phial and the blade
Do cry aloud and laugh at me;
"Thou art not worthy of our aid;
thou art not worthy to be free.

Though one of us should be the tool
to save thee from thy wretched fate
Thy kisses would resuscitate
The body of thy Vampire, fool!

		George Dillon