I fall, I swoon ! I look at the sky...

I fall, I swoon! I look at the sky:
The clouds are breaking on my brain;
I am floated along, as if I should die
Of liberty's exquisite pain ---
In the name of the white child,
waiting for me in the death-dark
where we may kiss and agree,
Woman d, I leave you all curse-free
In my broken heart's disdain !