The Stars in the Pool: A Prose Poem for Lovers

The Stars In The Pool
A Prose Poem for Lovers
Edna Kingsley Wallace
Author of Feelings and Things, Wonderings and other Things
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Copyright 1920 By E. P. DUTTON & CO. All Rights Reserved
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The Stars in the Pool

MIDMOST The Castle of a forest of weaving lights and shadows, of dreaming winds, and fragrance wandering, there stood a great white castle, fair, and gleaming in the sun. Massive it was, yet high as well, so that it caught all colours of the dawn and sunset, like unto some peak of snow, remote from men.
Within the castle dwelt the good King Telwyn, lord of all that forest realm, wherein at Good King Telwyn whiles were clearings, with orchards and vineyards, and fields of all manner of grain good for man and beast. And with the King was Ellaline, the Queen, beloved and beautiful, and mother of Roseheart, whom Telwyn her father, old and wise, knew for the tenderest thought of God in woman form.
Fair as the dawn was Roseheart, and about her a freshness like that of babes. There was in her hair the ruddiness of tried gold, spun into a web to catch the sun. Like the sky in the East at twilight were her eyes, and the dark brows thereof as a flight of bird's wings. The mouth of her was crimson, and The Beauty of Roseheart fresh, and young, and curved so tenderly withal, that none looking upon her might fail to love her with the love that leaps into the heart for all young things of fair seeming and promise.