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Arthur Symons - The Evil Face
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The terrible enigma of a tormented face. 
All nerves and nervous beauty interrupted 
By the intolerable Stigmata of a grimace. 
This sinister being has the aspect of one corrupted; 
In his green eyes are hell, hell`s flames reflected, 
Eyes that can poison, eyes weary, eyes pernicious, 
By lines more than Satanical intersected; 
The loathsome mouth controls a certain rictus vicious; 
A lean face showing the bones in one triangle, 
Ears of a Criminal that no sins diminish; 
Hands Ducal, ringed and painted, in the act to strangle 
His equal one midnight; fingers that never finish 
The gestures of their unutterable degradation; 
This actor in Life`s Tragedy haunts you with his evil 
Insinuations, as if an actual strangulation 
Leapt from the brain to the body: an inimical Devil 
Sits in his chair consumed with the intensity 
Of one who drugs himself, of one who knows his peril, 
Of one who lingers lovingly over his obscenity. 
When his eyes open in Hell, they`ll say: “All`s sterile.”
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