Their anger rushed
galloping in brute attack,
A
charge of trampling hooves on shaken soil;
Hate gripped hate and love
broke in on love,
Will wrestled with will on
mind's invisible ground;
Other's sensations passing
through like waves
Left
quivering the subtle body's frame.
He tore desire up from its
bleeding roots
And
offered to the gods the vacant place.
(Book three, Canto three)
An abyss yawned suddenly
beneath her heart.
A vast nameless fear
dragged at her nerves
As drags a wild beast its
half-slaughtered prey.
(Book seven, Canto six)
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