The first few stanzas of AD Hope's "The double looking glass" reads;

See how she strips her lily for the sun;
the silk shrieks upward from her wading feet;
down through the pool her wavering echoes run;
candour with candour, shade and substance meet.

From where a wet meniscus rings the shin
the crisp air shivers up her glowing thighs,
swell round a noble haunch and whispers in
the dimple of her belly.... Surely eyes

lurk in the aurels, wher each leafy nest
darts its quick bird-glance through the shifting screen.
.... Yawn of the oxter, lift of liquid breast
splinter their white shafts through our envious green

where thuds this rage of double double hearts.
.... My foolish fear refracts a foolish dream.
Here all things have imagined counterparts:
a dragon-fly dim-darting in the stream

follows and watches with enormous eyes
his blue narcissus glitter in the air.
The flesh reverberates its own surprise
and startles at the act which makes it bare.

Laced with quick air and vibrant to the light,
now my whole animal breathes and knows its place
in the great web of being, and its right;
the mind learns ease again, the heart finds grace.

I am as all things living. Man alone
cowers from his world in clothes and cannot guess
how earth and water, branch and beast and stone
speak to the naked in their nakedness.

.... A silver rising of her arms, that share
their pure and slender crescent with the pool
plunders the braided treasure of her hair.
Loosed from their coils uncrowning falls the full

cascade of tresses whispering down her flanks,
and idly now she wades a step, and stays
tp watch the ripples widen to the banks
and lapse in mossy coves and rushy bays.

And that's the first 9 of the allegory's 42 stanzas.

Cheers, Rowan