Rosa Coeli

To South, East, West and North, Iceland, the Indies, Sicily, and Spain. . . . . Lo ! men have heard of all these ships not one, not one for ever more again. VIII EEING your naked body in the bed Against the jetty silk, I thought you lay Just as the Milky Way Lies in the unkenned hollows of the sky. One swarthy ray of red Leapt from your hither eye, And straight my dream began To map that heaven—your eye, Aldeboran ! I launched the magic boat, and early found The Pirate’s cave and the Enchaunted Ground ; The cedared Lebanon, The Wizard’s Grot, the well of spice, The Hanging Gardens of great Babylon :— All these then did I visit in a trice, And even did confirm the Bible tale By playing Jonah to your Jonah’s whale. So, to the stars ! 8 S