Sang Solomon to Sheba, And
kissed her dusky face, ‘All
day long from mid-day We
have talked in the one place, All
day long from shadowless noon We
have gone round and round In
the narrow theme of love Like
an old horse in a pound.’ To
Solomon sang Sheba, Planted
on his knees, ‘If
you had broached a matter That
might the learned please, You
had before the sun had thrown Our
shadows on the ground Discovered
that my thoughts, not it, Are
but a narrow pound.’ Said
Solomon to Sheba, And
kissed her Arab eyes, ‘There’s
not a man or woman Born
under the skies Dare
match in learning with us two, And
all day long we have found There’s
not a thing but love can make The world a narrow pound.’ |
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