Poems; with introdby Richard Garnett and illusby Byam Shaw . PROLOGIZES I AM a Goddess of the ambrosial courts,And save by Here, Queen of Pride, surpassedBy none whose temples whiten this the Heaven I roll my lucid moon along ;I shed in Hell oer my pale people peace ;On Earth, I, caring for the creatures, guardEach pregnant yellow wolf and fox-bitch sleek,And every feathered mothers callow all that love green haunts and men, the chaste adore me, hanging crownsOf poppies red to blackness, bell and my image at Athenai here;And this dead Youth, Asclepi
Poems; with introdby Richard Garnett and illusby Byam Shaw . PROLOGIZES I AM a Goddess of the ambrosial courts,And save by Here, Queen of Pride, surpassedBy none whose temples whiten this the Heaven I roll my lucid moon along ;I shed in Hell oer my pale people peace ;On Earth, I, caring for the creatures, guardEach pregnant yellow wolf and fox-bitch sleek,And every feathered mothers callow all that love green haunts and men, the chaste adore me, hanging crownsOf poppies red to blackness, bell and my image at Athenai here;And this dead Youth, Asclepios bends above,Was dearest to me. He my buskined stepTo follow thro the wild-wood leafy chase the panting stag, or swift with dartsStop the swift ounce, or lay the leopard low,Neglected homage to another God :Whence Aphrodite, by no midnight smokeOf tapers lulled, in jealousy dispatchedA noisome lust that, as the gadbee his stepdame Phaidra for himselfThe son of Theseus her great absent exclaiming in his rage 38. -^ ARTEMIS PROLOGIZES Against the miserable Queen, she judgedLife insupportable, and, pricked at heartAn Amazonian strangers race should dareTo scorn her, perished by the murderous cord :Yet, ere she perished, blasted in a scrollThe fame of him her swerving made not swerve,Which Theseus read, returning, and believed,So, exiled in the blindness of his man without a crime, who, last as first,Loyal, divulged not to his sire the Theseus from Poseidon had obtainedThat of his wishes should be granted Three,And this he imprecated straight—aliveMay neer Hippolutos reach other lands!Poseidon heard, ai ai! And scarce the princeHad stepped into the fixed boots of the car,That gave the feet a stay against the strengthOf the Henetian horses, and aroundHis body flung the reins, and urged their speedAlong the rocks and shingles of the from the gaping wave a monster flungHis obscene body in the coursers path
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