As lovers go in dreams,
To pick the fragrant cyclamen
To bathe in Sabine streams,
And come at nightfall to the city
Across the shadowy plain,
And hear through all the dusty streets
The waterfalls again.
Margaret Cecilia Furse
"The Phoenix builds her Spicy Nest." (line 18)
The Phoenix, in faith rather than by sight, is thus described by Pliny: "She is as big as an eagle, in colour yellow, and bright as gold, namely all about the neck, the rest of the bodie a deepe red purple; the taile azure blue, intermingled with feathers among of rose carnation colour: and the head bravely adorned with a crest and pennache finely wrought, having a tuft and plume thereupon right faire and goodly to be seene."