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Wild, pale, and wonder-stricken, even as oneWho staggers forth into the air and sunFrom the dark chamber of a mortal fever,Bewildered, and incapable, and everFancying strange comments in her dizzy brainOf usual shapes, till the familiar trainOf objects and of…
Hark! the owlet flaps her wing,In the pathless dell beneath,Hark! night ravens loudly sing,Tidings of despair and death.— Horror covers all the sky,Clouds of darkness blot the moon,Prepare! for mortal thou must die,Prepare to yield thy soul up soon— Fierce…
Melodious Arethusa, o’er my verseShed thou once more the spirit of thy stream:Who denies verse to Gallus? So, when thouGlidest beneath the green and purple gleamOf Syracusan waters, mayst thou flowUnmingled with the bitter Doric dew!Begin, and, whilst the goats…
And the cloven waters like a chasm of mountainsStood, and received him in its mighty portalAnd led him through the deep’s untrampled fountains He went in wonder through the path immortalOf his great Mother and her humid reignAnd groves profaned…
I.The world is now our dwelling-place;Where’er the earth one fading traceOf what was great and free does keep,That is our home!…Mild thoughts of man’s ungentle raceShall our contented exile reap;For who that in some happy placeHis own free thoughts can…
Pan loved his neighbour Echo—but that childOf Earth and Air pined for the Satyr leaping;The Satyr loved with wasting madness wildThe bright nymph Lyda,—and so three went weeping.As Pan loved Echo, Echo loved the Satyr,The Satyr, Lyda; and so love…
Tan ala tan glaukan otan onemos atrema Balle—k.t.l. When winds that move not its calm surface sweepThe azure sea, I love the land no more;The smiles of the serene and tranquil deepTempt my unquiet mind.—But when the roarOf Ocean’s gray…
My faint spirit was sitting in the light Of thy looks, my love; It panted for thee like the hind at noon For the brooks, my love.Thy barb, whose hoofs outspeed the tempest’s flight, Bore thee far from me; My…
49 Go thou to Rome,—at once the Paradise, The grave, the city, and the wilderness; And where its wrecks like shattered mountains rise, And flowering weeds, and fragrant copses dress The bones of Desolation’s nakedness Pass, till the spirit of…
I.Fairest of the Destinies,Disarray thy dazzling eyes:Keener far thy lightnings areThan the winged [bolts] thou bearest,And the smile thou wearestWraps thee as a starIs wrapped in light. II.Could Arethuse to her forsaken urnFrom Alpheus and the bitter Doris run,Or could…