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"the rose, loved of love," "the lily, a mouth that laughs," he had the gift, "the scented crocus, the purple hyacinth," what was one girl to the nine?

He said: "I will make her a wreath;" he said: "I will write it thus: I will bring you the lily that laughs, I will twine with soft narcissus, the myrtle, sweet crocus, white violet, the purple hyacinth and, last, the rose, loved of love, that these may drip on your hair the less soft flowers, may mingle sweet with the sweet of Heliodora's locks, myrrh-curled."

(He wrote myrrh-curled, I think, the first.)

I said: "they sleep, the nine," when he shouted swift and passionate: "that for the nine! Above the mountains

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