English poem
Metamorphosis
Before Love’s lofty goddess--Life hath toiled To mold from burning dew and dewy fire-- Who kneel and worship with a heart sin-soiled, Within the secret Temple of Desire;
Their curse is such: that, even while they pray,-- They shall not see, nor shall they know thereof!-- Their Deity is changed from fire to clay-- Lust! fashioned in the very form of Love.