27 SEPTEMBER 1935, Page 13

Merlin

0 MERLIN in your crystal cave

Deep in the diamond of the day, Will there ever be a singer Whose music will smooth away

The furrow drawn by Adam's finger

Across the meadow and the wave ? Or a runner who'll outrun. Man's long shadow driving on, Burst through the gates of history, And hang the apple on the tree ? Will your sorcery ever show The sleeping bride shut in her bower, The day wreathed in its mound of snow, And Time locked in his tower ?

EDWIN Mum.