In the beginning God made thee 
A woman well to look upon, 
Thy tender body as a tree 
Whereon cool wind hath always blown 
Till the clean branches be well grown.


There was none like thee in the land; 
The girls that were thy bondwomen 
Did bind thee with a purple band 
Upon thy forehead, that all men 
Should know thee for God's handmaiden.


Strange raiment clad thee like a bride, 
With silk to wear on hands and feet 
And plates of gold on either side: 
Wine made thee glad, and thou didst eat 
Honey, and choice of pleasant meat.


And fishers in the middle sea 
Did get thee sea-fish and sea-weeds 
In colour like the robes on thee; 
And curious work of plaited reeds, 
And wools wherein live purple bleeds.


And round the edges of thy cup 
Men wrought thee marvels out of gold, 
Strong snakes with lean throats lifted up, 
Large eyes whereon the brows had hold, 
And scaly things their slime kept cold.


For thee they blew soft wind in flutes 
And ground sweet roots for cunning scent; 
Made slow because of many lutes, 
The wind among thy chambers went 
Wherein no light was violent.


God called thy name Aholibah, 
His tabernacle being in thee, 
A witness through waste Asia; 
Thou wert a tent sewn cunningly 
With gold and colours of the sea.


God gave thee gracious ministers 
And all their work who plait and weave: 
The cunning of embroiderers 
That sew the pillow to the sleeve, 
And likeness of all things that live.


Thy garments upon thee were fair 
With scarlet and with yellow thread; 
Also the weaving of thine hair 
Was as fine gold upon thy head, 
And thy silk shoes were sewn with red.


All sweet things he bade sift, and ground 
As a man grindeth wheat in mills 
With strong wheels alway going round; 
He gave thee corn, and grass that fills 
The cattle on a thousand hills.


The wine of many seasons fed 
Thy mouth, and made it fair and clean; 
Sweet oil was poured out on thy head 
And ran down like cool rain between 
The strait close locks it melted in.


The strong men and the captains knew 
Thy chambers wrought and fashioned 
With gold and covering of blue, 
And the blue raiment of thine head 
Who satest on a stately bed.


All these had on their garments wrought 
The shape of beasts and creeping things, 
The body that availeth not, 
Flat backs of worms and veinèd wings, 
And the lewd bulk that sleeps and stings.


Also the chosen of the years, 
The multitude being at ease, 
With sackbuts and with dulcimers 
And noise of shawms and psalteries 
Made mirth within the ears of these.


But as a common woman doth, 
Thou didst think evil and devise; 
The sweet smell of thy breast and mouth 
Thou madest as the harlot's wise, 
And there was painting on thine eyes.


Yea, in the woven guest-chamber 
And by the painted passages 
Where the strange gracious paintings were, 
State upon state of companies, 
There came on thee the lust of these.


Because of shapes on either wall 
Sea-coloured from some rare blue shell 
At many a Tyrian interval, 
Horsemen on horses, girdled well, 
Delicate and desirable,


Thou saidest: I am sick of love: 
Stay me with flagons, comfort me 
With apples for my pain thereof 
Till my hands gather in his tree 
That fruit wherein my lips would be.


Yea, saidest thou, I will go up 
When there is no more shade than one 
May cover with a hollow cup, 
And make my bed against the sun 
Till my blood's violence be done.


Thy mouth was leant upon the wall 
Against the painted mouth, thy chin 
Touched the hair's painted curve and fall; 
Thy deep throat, fallen lax and thin, 
Worked as the blood's beat worked therein.


Therefore, O thou Aholibah, 
God is not glad because of thee; 
And thy fine gold shall pass away 
Like those fair coins of ore that be 
Washed over by the middle sea.


Then will one make thy body bare 
To strip it of all gracious things, 
And pluck the cover from thine hair, 
And break the gift of many kings, 
Thy wrist-rings and thine ankle-rings.


Likewise the man whose body joins 
To thy smooth body, as was said, 
Who hath a girdle on his loins 
And dyed attire upon his head-- 
The same who, seeing, worshipped,


Because thy face was like the face 
Of a clean maiden that smells sweet, 
Because thy gait was as the pace 
Of one that opens not her feet 
And is not heard within the street--


Even he, O thou Aholibah, 
Made separate from thy desire, 
Shall cut thy nose and ears away 
And bruise thee for thy body's hire 
And burn the residue with fire.


Then shall the heathen people say, 
The multitude being at ease; 
Lo, this is that Aholibah 
Whose name was blown among strange seas, 
Grown old with soft adulteries.


Also her bed was made of green, 
Her windows beautiful for glass 
That she had made her bed between: 
Yea, for pure lust her body was 
Made like white summer-coloured grass.


Her raiment was a strong man's spoil; 
Upon a table by a bed 
She set mine incense and mine oil 
To be the beauty of her head 
In chambers walled about with red.


Also between the walls she had 
Fair faces of strong men portrayed; 
All girded round the loins, and clad 
With several cloths of woven braid 
And garments marvellously made.


Therefore the wrath of God shall be 
Set as a watch upon her way; 
And whoso findeth by the sea 
Blown dust of bones will hardly say 
If this were that Aholibah.