THE horns of the moon are tipped br With pearl. Her lover, wooed br By charms and won, Endymion, br Inherits quietude. br White the gleam br Of the dream br On his eyes. br The horns of the sun are dipt br In ruddy flame that flings br Adventurous young Icarus br To earth on ruined wings. br But he flew, br But he knew br Winds and skies. br Lucifer's horns have a crust br Of gold and topaz gem br On points that thrust to yellow dust br The heart that covets them. br Heed! take heed! br For by greed br Glory dies.