A MEETING.

O Lesbian!

"I loved you Atthis once long while ago"

O names that span

All time, was Atthis once a panther-girl

Low-lidded emerald-eyed, or like a pearl,

Or crocus-gold....

Thine ancient lover... delicate as snows

Or almond-rose?

Out from your arms,

From your harp's passion high in Lesbos-town,

She was no more to you than the dawn-rain

At sombre night, your crown

Bore in her memory

One song that cryeth like a wind-grey bird

Wheeling above the sea.....

But I my lover

(Long time of severing)

Under strange cover

Broke bread together

Told our adventuring.

Her eyes were brighter than a morning-god's
Walking the hills.
And as a star-shaft lanceth so her wit,
Her feet were shod
For stark and jesting ways of liberty,
Her laughter like the great bells of the sea
Most like to God......

The wild full years touched not our unison,
Two warriors in one red battle stained,
Wanderings beheld of neither sun or moon
We told... the thrilling of an endless tune
Desires unattained......