And thus declared that Arab lady:
"last night, where under the wild moon
on grassy mattress I had laid me,
within my arms great Solomon,
I suddenly cried out in a strange tongue
not his, not mine."
whatever has been said, sighed, sung,
howled, miau-d, barked, brayed, belled, yelled, cried, crowed,
thereon replied: "A cockerel
crew from a blossoming apple bough
three hundred years before the Fall,
and never crew again till now,
and would not now but that he thought,
chance being at one with Choice at last,
all that the brigand apple brought
and this foul world were dead at last.
He that crowed out eternity
thought to have crowed it in again.
For though love has a spider's eye
to find out some appropriate pain