Yes, I Am Truly to Your Immortal Name

Poem by Théodore Agrippa D'Aubigné Period 16th century

Yes, I am truly to your immortal name
The consecrated temple, just as in Tauric Scythia
Was that one where blood appeased your desire:
My crimsoned stomach is a similar altar.

They slaughtered humans for you, my sacrifice is such,
The holocaust is my heart, love the sacrifice,
The incense my sighs, my tears are for the victim
The lustral water, and my fire is neither bounded nor mortal.

Preserve, deity, your slave and your temple,
Your temple and your honor, and do not follow the example
Of the ardent firebrand who, burning for renown,

Burned the cherished marble and the ivory of Ephesus.
If you set me more ablaze, expect from me nothing but
A heap of blood, of bones, of ashes and of embers.

Théodore Agrippa d’Aubigné

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