1898 · CLOSE READING
Songs of the Spirit
Songs of the Spirit (1898), PDF p. 112
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DÆDALUS.
THE scorpion kisses and the stings of sin
Cling hard within
The heart whose fibres, like a slender vine,
Earth’s hopes entwine,
And all the furies of the air caress
The sorceress
Whose bosom beats in unison with shame,
A flower of flame
Whose root most secretly made fast in hell
Is watered by the seraphim that fell.
The heart wherein is lit the sacred fire
Of high desire,
Burnt clean from all untruth and sacrilege,
Her wings may fledge,
And fly a little in the broad sweet air,
Till unaware
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