Divine Adventures: A Book of Verse
To flatter with scorn or with fright.

So great so great is thy night!

[Pg 63]

[Pg 63]

THE MAGICAL RING

THE MAGICAL RING

Of berries and musk,

Neither daylight nor dusk;

In vistas of green,

The cock for his sheen;

Is at rest on a stone—

The depth of his own;

The mocking birds woo,—

Of scintilant dew,

In a magical ring,

Sits Puck and the King.

If the dome of our palace,

As the dome in this chalice,

[Pg 64]

And half so resplendent,


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