Wisdom Buildeth Her House, Chapter 6

⁠​​​‌​​​​‌‌​‌‌‌​​​‌​‌​​​‌​‌​​​‌‌‌​​​​‌‌‌​​​‌‌‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌​​‌‌‌‌⁠Around the king's house the little winds of springtime hovered, the little moon of May was in the air. Came the rustle of the grasses, and the minor of the frogs, and the barking of cub foxes. All the constellations hung in a cloud and the sickled moon was in the west—stars and moon and purple night sky, like some rude mosaic. And from the king's room came the pale gold of candles and the murmur o