Out of the seething cauldron of my woes, br Where sweets and salt and bitterness I flung; br Where charmed music gathered from my tongue, br And where I chained strange archipelagoes br Of fallen stars; where fiery passion flows br A curious bitumen; where among br The glowing medley moved the tune unsung br Of perfect love: thence grew the Mystic Rose. br br Its myriad petals of divided light; br Its leaves of the most radiant emerald; br Its heart of fire like rubies.