Here you will find the Poem The Web Of Eros of poet Dame Edith Sitwell
Within your magic web of hair, lies furled The fire and splendour of the ancient world; The dire gold of the comet's wind-blown hair; The songs that turned to gold the evening air When all the stars of heaven sang for joy. The flames that burnt the cloud-high city Troy. The mænad fire of spring on the cold earth; The myrrh-lit flame that gave both death and birth To the soul Phoenix; and the star-bright shower That came to Danaë in her brazen tower... Within your magic web of hair lies furled The fire and splendour of the ancient world.
