O universal Mother, who dost keep
From everlasting thy foundations d
Eldest of things, Great Earth, I
All shapes that have their dwellin
All things that fly, or on the gro

From the Greek.
Eagle! why soarest thou above that
To what sublime and star-ypaven ho
Floatest thou?—
I am the image of swift Plato’s s

ONE word is too often profaned
   For me to profane it;
One feeling too falsely disdain’d
   For thee to disdain it;
One hope is too like despair

Ever as now with Love and Virtue’
May thy unwithering soul not cease
Still may thine heart with those p
Which force from mine such quick a

And that I walk thus proudly crow
Is that ’tis my distinction; if I
I shall not weep out of the vital
To-morrow dust, nor wear a dull de

A cat in distress,
Nothing more, nor less;
Good folks, I must faithfully tel
As I am a sinner,
It waits for some dinner

The serpent is shut out from Para
The wounded deer must seek the her
In which its heart-cure lies:
The widowed dove must cease to hau
Like that from which its mate with

Fairest of the Destinies,
Disarray thy dazzling eyes:
Keener far thy lightnings are
Than the winged [bolts] thou beare
And the smile thou wearest

Pan loved his neighbour Echo—but
Of Earth and Air pined for the S
The Satyr loved with wasting madn
The bright nymph Lyda,—and so thr
As Pan loved Echo, Echo loved th

Ye wild-eyed Muses, sing the Twin
Whom the fair-ankled Leda, mixed
With mighty Saturn’€™s Heaven-obs
On Taygetus, that lofty mountain
Brought forth in joy: mild Pollux