SANG Solomon to Sheba, <br />And kissed her dusky face, <br />'All day long from mid-day <br />We have talked in the one place, <br />All day long from shadowless noon <br />We have gone round and round <br />In the narrow theme of love <br />Like a old horse in a pound.- <br />To Solomon sang Sheba, <br />Plated on his knees, <br />'If you had broached a matter <br />That might the learned please, <br />You had before the sun had thrown <br />Our shadows on the ground <br />Discovered that my thoughts, not it, <br />Are but a narrow pound.' <br />Said Solomon to Sheba, <br />And kissed her Arab eyes, <br />'There's not a man or woman <br />Born under the skies <br />Dare match in learning with us two, <br />And all day long we have found <br />There's not a thing but love can make <br />The world a narrow pound.'<br /><br />William Butler Yeats<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/solomon-to-sheba/
