She or Ariel

A TROJAN CHORUS

SHE OR ARIEL

There by the lake, among the risen swans,

He lay afraid of love that spoke

With the sad voice of Ariel

Unleashing the bound wind and the dawns.

There on the lake, with the water-lilies near,

The secret landscape in her face awoke

Mirrors in the reeds and a hidden cell

Singing flutes of enchantment in his ear.

There in a cave opposite the sea

Sapping the will in a tidal shell

That harnesses our potency,

He listened with trees on lawns of mist,

Till only Prospero could tell

If her or Ariel he kissed.