Columbine

If any ask, O tell them that the moon Was lit in heaven when Queen Ashtaroth Beat at her lamp and fell upon the swoon Of love that soars in fire to fall a moth.

If any ask, O tell them that for this Priam’s great city of Troy was sacrificed, For love that is as bitter as the kiss Of Judas the Iscariot, slaying Christ.

If any ask, O tell them it is well, Though love comes like the swallow and flies as soon: Who has not found his heaven in the Hell Of love unsatisfied beneath the moon?