Winter's done, and April's in the skies, Earth, look up with laughter in your eyes!
Water is a very good servant, but it is a cruel master.
Time, like a flurry of wild rain, Shall drift across the darkened pane!
Grey rocks, and greyer sea, And surf along the shore -- And in my heart a name My lips shall speak no more.
O wild, dark flower of woman, Deep rose of my desire, An Eastern wizard made you Of earth and stars and fire.
