— Edith Sitwell British poet 1887 - 1964
"The Web of Eros"
The Wooden Pegasus (1920)
Contesto: Within your magic web of hair, lies furled
The fire and splendour of the ancient world;
The dire gold of the comet's wind-blown hair;
The songs that turned to gold the evening air
When all the stars of heaven sang for joy.