Encurse

The mythic story of a race encursed To labor, by a vengeful king, because One rash progenitor forgot his laws, Was held as sacred, till it grew and burst […]

How dare ye blaspheme In the sunlight — By heeding a despot's behest That ye widow thy wife and encurse the unborn To fodder a king-vulture's nest!

All that lured and enraged him, enticed and revolted him, bewitched and encursed him seemed to have peeled itself from the page of fictitious icons and been made tantalising flesh before him.