Love's fiery chariot, Delia, take <br />Which Vulcan wrought for Venus' sake. <br />Wings shall not waft thee, but a flame <br />Hot as my heart--as nobly tame: <br />Lit by a spark, less bright, more wise <br />Than linked lightnings of thine eyes! <br />Seated and ready to be drawn <br />Come not in muslins, lace or lawn, <br />But, for thy thrice imperial worth, <br />Take all the sables of the North, <br />With frozen diamonds belted on, <br />To face extreme Euroclydon! <br />Thus in our thund'ring toy we'll prove <br />Which is more blind, the Law or Love; <br />And may the jealous Gods prevent <br />Our fierce and uncontrouled descent!<br /><br />Rudyard Kipling<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/to-a-lady-persuading-her-to-a-car/
