Trickle, drops! my blue veins leaving!  
O drops of me! trickle, slow drops,  
Candid, from me falling -- drip, bleeding drops,  
From wounds made to free you whence you were prison'd,  
From my face -- from my forehead and lips,
From my breast -- from within where I was conceal'd -- press forth, red drops -- confession drops;  
Stain every page -- stain every song I sing, every word I say, bloody drops;  
Let them know your scarlet heat -- let them glisten;  
Saturate them with yourself, all ashamed and wet;  
Glow upon all I have written, or shall write, bleeding drops;
Let it all be seen in your light, blushing drops.