From “The Witch of Endor”
O Heart, dear Heart, Heart of the wild, red rose!
Hid in the loveliest flower that grows;
Hands of the seraphim scatter, let fall
Myrrh from thy leaves in the garden of Saul.
O Heart, dear Heart, Heart of the wild, red rose!
Breath from the lips of the cherubim blows
Soft on thy petals; they whisper and call,
Laugh and are glad in the garden of Saul.
O Heart, dear Heart, Heart of the wild, red rose!
Flame from the gold of the Mercy Seat glows,
Shines like a star on my love's festival;
Michal is mine in the garden of Saul!