Golden rose the house, in the portal I saw br thee, a marvel, carven in subtle stuff, a br portent. Life died down in the lamp and flickered, br caught at the wonder. br br Crimson, frosty with dew, the roses bend where br thou afar, moving in the glamorous sun, br drinkst in life of earth, of the air, the tissue br golden about thee. br br Green the ways, the breath of the fields is thine there, br open lies the land, yet the steely going br darkly hast thou dared and the dreaded aether br parted before thee. br br Swift at courage thou in the shell of gold, casting br a-loose the cloak of the body, earnest br straight, then shone thine oriel and the stunned light br faded about thee. br br Half the graven shoulder, the throat aflash with br strands of light inwoven about it, loveliest br of all things, frail alabaster, ah me! br swift in departing.