ROSA COELI 
5 
 
IV 
Your wine-stained and wine-coloured hair unloosing, 
Mingle your wine-wise breath, 
Spiritual siren !  with the scent seducing 
Your body sheds, scarred with the bleeding kisses 
My tenderness bit in, 
Like to a lion feeding in wild white wildernesses, 
My spirit sensible to your skin :   
Mingle them to a crescent character 
That shall set shimmering all the parchment fine 
And send a steam like wine 
Laden with ecstasy and pain 
Choral through all the passion-stained and passion- 
trembling air. 
Inspire a closer strain 
Such as strange orchids give, and hyacinths, 
Among the broken pedestals and plinths] 
Where the gray Lords of Time, of Time forgotten, 
Lie in the herbage rotten 
Of the unpeopled forest. 
 
V 
O Song !  O amorous and seducing, 
I see thee as thou soarest, 
So that, the girders of the soul unloosing, 
That Child of you and me, O rose of roses, 
That Child whose life encloses 
Our lives, is therefore I, may wander ever