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308 O to drink the mystic deliria deeper than any other
 * man!

O savage and tender achings! (I bequeath them to you, my children, I tell them to you, for reasons, bridegroom and
 * bride.)

O to be yielded to you, whoever you are, and you to
 * be yielded me, in defiance of the world!

(Know, I am a man, attracting, at any time, her I but
 * look upon, or touch with the tips of my fingers,

Or that touches my face, or leans against me.)

O to return to Paradise! O to draw you to me—to plant on you, for the first
 * time, the lips of a determined man!

O rich and feminine! to show you to realize the
 * blood of life for yourself, whoever you are—and
 * no matter when and where you live.

O the puzzle—the thrice-tied knot—the deep and
 * dark pool! O all untied and illumined!

O to speed where there is space enough and air
 * enough at last!

O to be absolved from previous follies and degradations
 * —I from mine, and you from yours!

O to find a new unthought-of nonchalance with the
 * best of nature!

O to have the gag removed from one's mouth! O to have the feeling, to-day or any day, I am sufficient
 * as I am!

O something unproved! something in a trance! O madness amorous! O trembling!