30 APRIL 1942, Page 9

THE HOROSCOPE

THEY said I am artistic—true,

They did not mention you.

They said that flames have died in me That little Christs have cried in me— And I was afraid for what they knew.

To name my children names I love Great mountains would I move ; Crispin, and Carolyn the girl (Both children fathered by an earl)— They are not in the fate that Virgo wove.

They are not in the darkness of the stars, Nor in the golden bars The Moon has cast about to bind me in ; I am bound in with glory, Carolyn, This light is mine, and I must light the hours!

Those weary hours alone! Remember then Oh God, not Carolyn!

For I alone can wave the magic wand And shake the stars into my tired hand— The price for telling me was two pounds ten.

DIANA JAMES.