Success

<SPAN name="startofbook"></SPAN> <h2>Success</h2> <p>I think if you had loved me when I wanted;<br/> If I'd looked up one day, and seen your eyes,<br/> And found my wild sick blasphemous prayer granted,<br/> And your brown face, that's full of pity and wise,<br/> Flushed suddenly; the white godhead in new fear<br/> Intolerably so struggling, and so shamed;<br/> Most holy and far, if you'd come all too near,<br/> If earth had seen Earth's lordliest wild limbs tamed,<br/> Shaken, and trapped, and shivering, for MY touch &mdash;<br/> Myself should I have slain? or that foul you?<br/> But this the strange gods, who had given so much,<br/> To have seen and known you, this they might not do.<br/> One last shame's spared me, one black word's unspoken;<br/> And I'm alone; and you have not awoken.<br/></p> <div style="break-after:column;"></div><br />