Would that some potent spell transport me far
Beyond this world to realms where Sirens rule,
Where magic dwells deep in some placid pool
And songbirds conjure each an avatar
In twilight at the rising of a star
That redly winks like some translucent jewel
To guard against the lords of all misrule
All hatred, harm and evil so to bar.
And down the long and pastel frescoed walls
Of palaces hand hewn from porphyry,
I hear a Sirenís dulcet madrigals
Sweep from its marble domes down to the sea.
Now here beneath this giant marble dome
I sit beside my love, for I am home.