CAMELOT FANTASIES

Reminiscence of Maeterlinkck's
'Life of a bee'
By Laurence Hope

Oh, for the death of a beautiful purple bee;
Sailing away to the blue of a limpid sky;
To have yielded up one's life in an  ecstasy,
And then, in the very climax of love, to die!

To give oneself completely, once and forever;
Drink life at its utmost height as one lays it down;
Spend one's soul in the rush of one last Endeavour;
And rule supremely in laying aside the crown.