This play was performed at the Oxford Playhouse on Friday and Saturday, May 25 and 26, 1923.
Excerpt from Book:
Moon-Blossom.
Over unending water ever he held his course,
Birds that were curses followed, crying around and above:
“Nireus, broken by beauty, broken again by remorse,43
Goes to the breaking of death for killing his friend and love.”
Rose-Flower.
And ever he cursed himself for bringing them both to wreck,
Helen and Paris, the lovely; and ever the waves seemed filled
With skull-bones hollow in death, that rose and peered on the deck:
And he thought, “They are those from Troy whom I in my madness killed.
