| I did the dragon’s will until you came |
| Because I had fancied love a casual |
| Improvisation, or a settled game |
| That followed if I let the kerchief fall: |
| Those deeds were best that gave the minute wings |
| And heavenly music if they gave it wit; |
| And then you stood among the dragon-rings. |
| I mocked, being crazy, but you mastered it |
| And broke the chain and set my ankles free, |
| Saint George or else a pagan Perseus; |
| And now we stare astonished at the sea, |
| And a miraculous strange bird shrieks at us. |