Poem by Elinor Wylie

Curious Circumstance

The sailorman’s child 
And the girl of the witch-- 
They can’t be defiled 
By touching pitch.

The sailorman’s son 
Had a ship for a nursery; 
The other one 
Was baptised by sorcery.

Although he’s shipped 
To the Persian Gulf, her 
Body’s been dipped 
In burning sulphur.

1. Silver Filigree
2. The Fairy Goldsmith
3. Parting Gift
4. Address to My Soul
5. Spring Pastoral

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