THE TEARS OF LILITH
Reading edition
O lovely demon, half-divine! Hemlock, and hydromel, and gall, Honey, and aconite, and wine, Mingle to make that mouth of thine— Thy mouth I love: But most of all, It is thy tears that I desire— Thy tears, like fountain-drops that fall In gardens red, Satanical; Or like the tears of mist and fire, Wept by the moon, that wizards use To secret runes, when they require Some silver philtre, sweet and dire.