Of Adam's first wife, Lilith, it is told <br />(The witch he loved before the gift of Eve,) <br />That, ere the snake's, her sweet tongue could deceive, <br />And her enchanted hair was the first gold. <br />And still she sits, young while the earth is old, <br />And, subtly of herself contemplative, <br />Draws men to watch the bright web she can weave, <br />Till heart and body and life are in its hold. <br />The rose and poppy are her flowers; for where <br />Is he not found, O Lilith, whom shed scent <br />And soft-shed kisses and soft sleep shall snare? <br />Lo! as that youth's eyes burned at thine, so went <br />Thy spell through him, and left his straight neck bent <br />And round his heart one strangling golden hair.<br /><br />Dante Gabriel Rossetti<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/sonnet-lxxviii-body-s-beauty/
