Up to God!
SEEKING.
I went to look for Love among the roses, the roses,
The pretty wingèd boy with the arrow and the bow;
In the fair and fragrant places,
’Mid the Muses and the Graces,
At the feet of Aphrodite, with the roses all aglow.
Then I sought among the shrines where the rosy flames were leaping—
The rose and golden flames, never ceasing, never still—
For the boy so fair and slender,