David Austin - the Sibyl - Astarte's Birth
David Austin
THE SIBYL
ASTARTE’S BIRTH
Aphrodite-wed on summer’s noon I lay me long
reflecting
And glad my eye the sky as hillcrest partner
shares this view;
Fond Cytherea seems at nature with a point
In thought-fixed time;
All else, save lady with her doting nymphs,
is show’ring green about,
And I, intruder at her foaming birth,
rebuke the modern scandal.
Nothing lurid, naught impure,
my naked lady stands at bath,
While soon doves, blithely perch’d,
(wet wings do mark a chilling breeze)
Most amorous white birds praise
my passion’s woozy lightness ‘neath the trees.
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