AMY GWEN WILSON

Shakespeare dreamed you, Ariel,

In a poet's ecstasy.

I have loved and dare not tell

Of your being's mystery.

Ariel, from Shakespeare's dream

Flown into my love on earth,

You shall help me to redeem

Love and truth denied their birth.

In a world by Caliban

Brutalised and done to death,

We will weave a spell that Man

May in freedom draw his breath.

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