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Answered by
castillodelaire
on Nov 06, 2009, 05:55AM
I really love this LORD BYRON poem... thanks!!!
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A poem about vampires
But first on earth as vampire sent
Thy corpse shall from its tomb be rent
Then ghastly haunt thy native place
And suck the blood of all thy race
There from thy daughter,sister,wife
At midnight drain the stream of life
Yet loathe the banquet which...
perforce
Must feed thy livid living corpse
Thy victim,here they yet expire
Shall know the demon for their sire
As cursing thee, thou cursing them
Thy flowers are withered on the stem...
Wet with thy own best blood shall drip
Thy gnashing teeth and haggard lip
Then stalking to thy sullen grace
Go- and with Ghouls and Ifrits rave
Till these in horror shrink away
From spectre more accursed then they