The title of this poem is amusing. Astromorphogeny makes us think about the different possibilities it can have. The astral thrones are upon the hill. The knights are to be chided and the rogues to be killed. Heaven calls. The mind has to be jailed and the soul to be freed. The fairies' runes are to be clinged to. All right and wrong have to be abdicated. The siren's song is brought out for all to see. You shall be accused of mental pirouettes. The poetry takes us through the twists and turns of emotions. The ill effects are to be seen at the end.