The Equinox (Volume I, Number II)

134 THE EQUINOX IX Laughing eyes and clear brown skin, And dark locks rippling wide, Where the sunbeams play and the eddies spin I saw my face in the tide, But I knew the trick Narcissus had done, So I shook back my hair to stare at the sun ; My slim brown body I’d keep within The shade of the green hillside. x I found the groves of Pan; I came At length to a daisied field, And the sun shone out with his yellow flame That makes the harvest yield. Yellow and purple are corn and grape, But scarlet the god when he takes his shape At the sound of the awful hidden name In earth’s eclipse revealed. XI And as he clasped me, slim and slight, I roared with the pain he gave, And he cried, “I will hold thee here all night, My beautiful, dark-haired slave ; Kiss my lips and laugh in my eyes, And I'll bring magic out of the skies, And thy flame shall yield to my eyes’ fierce light Ere thine ashes are laid in the grave!”