Amazon: sculpture mix; cobalt carbonate oxide.
THESEUS AND ARIADNE
High on his figured couch beyond the waves
He dreams, in dream recalling her set walk
Down paths of oyster-shell bordered with flowers,
Across the shadowy turf below the vines.
He sighs: "Deep sunk in my erroneous past
She haunts the ruins and the ravaged lawns."
Yet still unharmed it stands, the regal house
Crooked with age and overtopped by pines
Where first he wearied of her constancy.
And with a surer foot she goes than when
Dread of his hate was thunder in the air,
When the pines agonised with flaws of wind
And flowers glared up at her with frantic eyes.
Of him, now all is done, she never dreams
But calls a living blessing down upon
What he supposes rubble and rank grass;
Playing queen to nobler company.
--ROBERT GRAVES
