'_Ηδὺ θέρους διψῶιντι χιὼν ποτόν..._
O iced gin-slings are pretty good in Ascot week
at tea,
And, though no poet, I protest lilacs have bloomed
for me:
But when beneath one baldaquin two bees are but
one sting,
The lilacs and the juniper are quite another thing.
1921.