Her nest's safe hollow holds a snake inside
Coiled to enclasp her. See, Eve stands supreme
"In youth and beauty! Take her for thy bride!
What Youth deemed crystal, Age finds out was dew
Morn set a-sparkle, but which noon quick dried
"While Youth bent gazing at its red and blue
Supposed perennial,—never dreamed the sun
Which kindled the display would quench it too.
"Graces of shape and color—every one