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FROM IDYL I	A
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Goat herd how sweet above the lucid spring	B
The high pines wave with breezy murmuring	B
So sweet thy song whose music might succeed	C
To the wild melodies of Pan's own reed	C
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THYRSIS	D
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More sweet thy pipe's enchanting melody	E
Than streams that fall from broken rocks on high	A
Say by the nymphs that guard the sacred scene	F
Where lowly tamarisks shade these hillocks green	F
At noontide shall we lie	A
No for o'erwearied with the forest chase	D
Pan the great hunter god sleeps in this place	D
Beneath the branching elm while thy sad verse	D
O Thyrsis Daphnis' sorrows shall rehearse	D
Fronting the wood nymph's solitary seat	G
Whose fountains flash amid the dark retreat	G
Where the old statue leans and brown oaks wave	H
Their ancient umbrage o'er the pastoral cave	H
There will we rest and thou as erst prolong	I
The sweet enchantment of the Doric song	I
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FROM THE SAME IDYL	A
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Mark where the beetling precipice appears	D
The toil of the old fisher gray with years	D
Mark as to drag the laden net he strains	D
The labouring muscle and the swelling veins	D
There in the sun the clustered vineyard bends	D
And shines empurpled as the morn ascends	D
A little boy with idly happy mien	F
To guard the grapes upon the ground is seen	F
Two wily foxes creeping round appear	J
The scrip that holds his morning meal is near	J
One breaks the bending vines with longing lip	K
And look askance one eyes the tempting scrip	K
He plats and plats his rushy net all day	L
And makes the vagrant grasshopper his prey	L
He plats his net intent with idle care	M
Nor heeds how vineyard grape or scrip may fare	M
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FROM THE SAME	N
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Where were ye nymphs when Daphnis drooped with love	O
In fair Peneus' Tempe or the grove	P
Of Pindus Nor your pastimes did ye keep	Q
Where huge Anapus' torrent waters sweep	Q
On AEtna's height ah impotent to save	H
Nor yet where Akis winds his holy wave	H
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FROM THE SAME	N
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Pan Pan oh mighty hunter whether now	R
Thou roamest o'er Lyceus' shaggy brow	R
Or Moenalaus outstretched in amplest shade	S
Thy solitary footsteps have delayed	S
Leave Helice's romantic rock a while	A
And haste oh haste to the Sicilian isle	A
Leave the dread monument approached with fear	J
That Lycaonian tomb the gods revere	J
Here cease Sicilian Muse the Doric lay	L
Come Forest King and bear this pipe away	L
Daphnis subdued by love and bowed with woe	T
Sinks sinks for ever to the shades below	T
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FROM IDYL VII	H
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He left us we the hour of parting come	U
To Prasidamus' hospitable home	V
Myself and Eucritus together wend	W
With young Amynticus our blooming friend	W
There all delighted through the summer day	L
On beds of rushes pillowed deep we lay	L
Around the lentils newly cut were spread	X
Dark elms and poplars whispered o'er our head	X
A hallowed stream to all the wood nymphs dear	J
Fresh from the rocky cavern murmured near	J
Beneath the fruit leaves' many mantling shade	S
The grasshoppers a coil incessant made	S
From the wild thorny thickets heard remote	Y
The wood lark trilled his far resounding note	Y
Loud sung the thrush musician of the scene	F
And soft and sweet was heard the dove's sad note between	F
Then yellow bees whose murmur soothed the ear	Z
Went idly flitting round the fountain clear	J
Summer and Autumn seemed at once to meet	G
Filling with redolence the blest retreat	G
While the ripe pear came rolling to our feet	G
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FROM IDYL XXII	D
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When the famed Argo now secure had passed	A2
The crushing rocks and that terrific strait	B2
That guards the wintry Pontic the tall ship	K
Reached wild Bebrycia's shores bearing like gods	D
Her god descended chiefs They from her sides	D
With scaling steps descend and on the shore	C2
Savage and sad and beat by ocean winds	D
Strewed their rough beds and on the casual fire	D2
The vessels place The brothers by themselves	D
CASTOR and red haired POLLUX wander far	E2
Into the forest solitudes A wood	F2
Immense and dark shagging the mountain side	G2
Before them rose a cold and sparkling fount	G2
Welled with perpetual lapse beneath its feet	G2
Of purest water clear scattering below	T
Streams as of silver and of crystal rose	D
Bright from the bottom Pines of stateliest height	G2
Poplar and plane and cypress branching wide	G2
Were near thick bordered by the scented flowers	D
That lured the honeyed bee when spring declines	D
Thick swarming o'er the meadows There all day	G2
A huge man sat of savage wild aspect	G2
His breast stood roundly forward his broad back	H2
Seemed as of iron such as might befit	G2
A vast Colossus sculptured Full to view	H
The muscles of his brawny shoulders stood	G2
Like the round mountain stones the torrent wave	H
Has polished from his neck and back hung down	I2
A lion's skin held by its claws Him first	G2
The red haired youth addressed Hail stranger hail	A
And say what tribes unknown inhabit here	Z
Take to the seas thy Hail I ask it not	G2
Who never saw before or thee or thine	J2
Courage thou seest not men that are unjust	G2
Or cruel	A
Courage shall I learn from thee	E
Thy heart is savage thou art passion's slave	H
Such as I am thou seest but land of thine	J2
I tread not	G2
Come these hospitable gifts	D
Accept and part in peace	D
No not from thee	E
My gifts are yet in store	C2
Say may we drink	K2
Of this clear fount	G2
Ask when wan thirst has parched	G2
Thy lips	D
What present shall I give to thee	E
None Stand before me as a man lift high	H
Thy brandished arms and try weak pugilist	G2
Thy strength	L2
But say with whom shall I contend	G2
Thou seest him here nor in his art unskilled	G2
Then what shall be the prize of him who wins	D
Or thou shalt be my slave or I be thine	J2
The crested birds so fight	G2
Whether like birds	D
Or lions for no other prize fight we	E
He said and sounded loud his hollow conch	M2
The gaunt Bebrycian brethren at the sound	G2
With long lank hair come flocking to the shade	G2
Of that vast plain	N2
Then Castor hied and called	G2
The hero chiefs from the Magnesian ship	K

William Lisle Bowles

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