Within your magic web of hair, lies furled <br />The fire and splendour of the ancient world; <br />The dire gold of the comet's wind-blown hair; <br />The songs that turned to gold the evening air <br />When all the stars of heaven sang for joy. <br />The flames that burnt the cloud-high city Troy. <br />The mænad fire of spring on the cold earth; <br />The myrrh-lit flame that gave both death and birth <br />To the soul Phoenix; and the star-bright shower <br />That came to Danaë in her brazen tower... <br />Within your magic web of hair lies furled <br />The fire and splendour of the ancient world.<br /><br />Dame Edith Louisa Sitwell<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-web-of-eros/
