I saw a staring virgin stand Where
holy Dionysus died, And
tear the heart out of his side. And
lay the heart upon her hand And
bear that beating heart away; And
then did all the Muses sing Of
Magnus Annus at the spring, As
though God's death were but a play. Another
Troy must rise and set, Another
lineage feed the crow, Another
Argo's painted prow Drive
to a flashier bauble yet. The
Roman Empire stood appalled: It
dropped the reins of peace and war When
that fierce virgin and her Star Out of the fabulous darkness called. |
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