Of Adam's first wife,Lilith,it is told
(the witch he loved before the gift of Eve)
That,ere the snakes,her sweet tongue could decieve,
And her enchanted hair was the first gold.
And still she sits,young while the earth is old,
And,subtly of herself contemplative,
Draws men to watch the bright web she can weave,
Till heart and beauty and life are in its hold.

The rose and poppy are flowers,for where
Is he not found,O Lilith,whom shed scent,
And soft-shed kisses and soft sleep shall snare ?
Lo!as that youth's eyes burned at thine,so went
Thy spell trough him,and left his straight neck bent,
And round his heart one strangling golden hair.
           - Dante Gabriel Rossetti -