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The Vampire Bride [I am come-I am come!]

by Henry Thomas Liddell, 1833

"I am come—I am come! once again from the tomb,
    In return for the ring which you gave;
That I am thine, and that thou art mine,
    This nuptial pledge receive."

He lay like a corse 'neath the Demon's force,
    And she wrapp'd him in a shround;
And she fixed her teeth his heart beneath,
    And she drank of the warm life-blood!

And ever and anon murmur'd the lips of stone,
    "Soft and warm is this couch of thine,
Thou'lt to-morrow be laid on a colder bed—
    Albert! that bed will be mine!"

Tags: breakups, death, marriage, myth

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