Lascelles Abercrombie, Emblems of Love
“ The loveliness of Vashti; That unbelievable worship made For King Ahasuerus. He to whom the loveliest she is given, Least is bound to ended things, Belongeth most on earth to Heaven; Hath the whitest wind of flame To burn his soul clean of the world, Clean of mortal imaginings, And back to the Beauty whence he came. Now you hear the glory of the king of kings, That he knows Vashti, that he lives In this pleasure always. Ah, could you see her! But perhaps she is Too fearful in her beauty for most men. ”
