Men Loved Wholly Beyond Wisdom

Men loved wholly beyond wisdom

Have the staff without the banner.

Like a fire in a dry thicket

Rising within women's eyes

Is the love men must return.

Heart, so subtle now, and trembling,

What a marvel to be wise.,

To love never in this manner!

To be quiet in the fern

Like a thing gone dead and still,

Listening to the prisoned cricket

Shake its terrible dissembling

Music in the granite hill.