You scattered the house that I had built From prayer and meditation When I listened to your ingenuous lilt - O empty-headed brazen! You sang to me of pretty flowers Young women loud and merry; Youth cannot live on ivory towers Or granite hills of Kerry. "Come down" you called "and play with us Contemporary games, Come down thou star-struck octopus, Not virgins we, but dames. While Love on tandem bicycles Pursues the sunny sprites The poet's muse runs icicles From spiritual heights. Come down sad man and do not be One of the lean begetters Of the most tragic family In the steel womb of letters Leave to the immutable gods The House of Eternal Truth, The light is on the impassionate clods But the worm is sampling youth. Do not heed the cry Of the immortal birds Men are not made to fly, Love speaks the plainest words." And I came down and my house came down Stone and slate and rafter And unhoused I wandered in Woman's town Beggared by Woman's laughter § The fourth stanza is marked. The last stanza replaces the following: 'And I for your blarney fell, And my house came tumbling after - Line and verse and the spell That held my rocking laughter.'