Flash, mailed seraphim, Your burning spears; New days to outflame their dim Heroic years. Thrills their baptismal tread The bright proud air; The embattled plumes outspread Burn upwards there. Flame out, flame out, O Song! Star ring to star; Strong as our hurt is strong Our children are. Their blood is England’s heart; By their dead hands It is their noble part That England stands. England—Time gave them thee; They gave back this To win Eternity And claim God’s kiss. FRAGMENTS OF “THE UNICORN” I THE AMULET LILITH. SAUL. AMAK. NUBIAN. LILITH _sits under pomegranate trees watching her child_ AMAK _playing with Saul his father’s helm and spear. A light smoke is ascending from the chimney of their hut, and through the doorway a naked Nubian man is seen stirring the embers._ SAUL _sleeps_. LILITH Amak, you’ll break your father’s sleep: Come here and tell me what those spices are This strange man bakes our cakes with. It makes the brain wild. Be still, Amak: I’ll give you the strange man your father brought, And he will run with you upon his back to-day. Come from your father or you’ll get no cake; He’s been a long journey. Bring me the pictured book he brought for you. What! Already cut to pieces? Put away that horn from your father’s ear, And stay that horrid noise: come, Amak. [_Amak runs to his mother with a jade amulet, shouting._] AMAK Look, mother, what I’ve found. [_He runs back again, making great shouts._] LILITH It dances with my blood: when my eyes caught it first I was like lost, and yearned and yearned and yearned, And strained like iron to stay my head from falling Upon that beggar’s breast where the jade stone hung. Perhaps the spirit of Saul’s young love lies here Strayed far and brought back by this stranger near. Saul said his discourse was more deep than Heaven.