THE Daughter of Herodias, She danced before the king: That rain of ecstasy she was Whose silver and fantastic feet Flash down the ways of Spring. The Daughter of Herodias, Magician loveliest! What music clave unto her,—as A star within her love-locks sweet, A heart upon her breast! The Daughter of Herodias, Like waves before the moon, Like ringing rimes a dreamer has Lured to a lay of lover-folk, Swayed softly to the tune. The Daughter of Herodias, She danced in gold and red Upon the floors of chrysophras:— The light of flaming cities broke Behind her sumptuous head. The Daughter of Herodias, Resplendent, unappalled, Wove such a spell, it came to pass She drew the soul down sounding seas Of pearl and emerald. O Daughter of Herodias, What horror of the deep, What slime of impure things!—Alas! What loathing loathed captivities In that abysmal sleep! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SPRINGTIME by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON SONG FOR THE FIRST OF THE MONTH by DOROTHY PARKER IMPRESSIONS OF FRANCOIS-MARIE AROUET (DE VOLTAIRE) by EZRA POUND SANTA FE SKETCHES by CARL SANDBURG A PSALM OF TRAVEL by GEORGE SANTAYANA |