to make cedar and white ash fumes

into palaces

and to cover the sea-caves

with ivory and onyx.

But I would give up

rock-fringes of coral

and the inmost chamber

of my island palace

and my own gifts

and the whole region

of my power and magic

for your glance.

[23]

[23]

LEDA

Where the slow river

meets the tide,

a red swan lifts red wings

and darker beak,

and underneath the purple down

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