.At the birth of the day
As a babe of the spray
Like a white star, tangled and far,
Tulip that's what you are.
Warm and wise as a mute
In the thunderbolt suit
Princely and torn, grasping the horn
Of the maenads of May.
Sleepy dreaming of dark
Silver Satyrs .
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