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"Verily, youth, methinks dost lie, for I have heard this outlaw is beyond all men wild and fierce and weaveth him demoniac spells and enchantments most accurst, whereby he maketh gate and door and mighty portcullis to ope and yield before his pointed finger, and bolt and bar and massy wall to give him passage when he will, as witness the great keep of Garthlaxton that he did burn with hellish fire.
By your many small virtues, by your many small omissions, and by your many small submissions! Too tender, too yielding: so is your soil! But for a tree to become GREAT, it seeketh to twine hard roots around hard rocks! Also what ye omit weaveth at the web of all the human future; even your naught is a cobweb, and a spider that liveth on the blood of the future.
There is no member in thee without the goddess who shall overthrow and cut in pieces the poison of every male serpent, and every female serpent, and every scorpion, and every reptile, which may be in any member of this Cat which is under the knife. Verily Isis weaveth and Nephthys spinneth against the poison. O Shu, come to thy wife.
The thyme and the lavender, the rose and the gilliflower, as also the yellow-eyed narcissus and the shamefaced violet he weaveth into garlands. And the flowers are love-thoughts thoughts of thee, oh, Anna! But doth feeble prose beseem inspired lips? Listen! oh, listen how I can only love, and speak of my love, sonnetically!
She has heard a whisper say, A curse is on her if she stay To look down to Camelot. She knows not what the curse may be, And so she weaveth steadily, And little other care hath she, The lady of Shalott. But where was Camelot? Fountain Towers, just appearing above the tree-tops to the north, was the only human habitation in sight.
You shall have your choice in the dainty pieces of venison and wild fowls, and find protection under the roof of our cottage home. 'There I'll sit by my bride, where the rushes are green, While the sun weaveth gold o'er the robes of my queen."
Tempt me not, O witch aye, witch that weaveth spells of her beauty tempt me not I say, lest I slay thee to mine own defence, for I know thee beyond all women fair, yet would I slay thee first " But, groaning, Beltane cast aside his sword and covered burning eyes with burning palms, yet shook as with an ague fit.
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