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Add to Interlude, p. 295, after the line, "Not what men saw, but what they feared."

Besides, unless my memory fail,
Your some one with an iron flail
Is not an ancient myth at all,
But comes much later on the scene
As Talus in the Faerie Queene,

The iron groom of Artegall,

Who threshed out falsehood and deceit,

And truth upheld, and righted wrong,

As was, as is the swallow, fleet,
And as the lion is, was strong."

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O golden hair that like a miser's treas- | And by my cunning arguments persuade

ure

In its abundance overflows the measure! O graceful form, that cloudlike floatest

on

With the soft, undulating gait of one Who moveth as if motion were a pleasure!

By what name shall I call thee? Nymph or Muse,

Callirrhoë or Urania? Some sweet

name

Whose every syllable is a caress Would best befit thee; but I cannot choose,

Nor do I care to choose; for still the same,

Nameless or named, will be thy loveliness.

him

To marry her. What mischief lies concealed

In this design I know not; but I know Who thinks of marrying hath already taken

One step upon the road to penitence. Such embassies delight me. Forth I launch

On the sustaining air, nor fear to fall Like Icarus, nor swerve aside like him Who drove amiss Hyperion's fiery steeds. I sink, I fly! The yielding element Folds itself round about me like an arm, And holds me as a mother holds her child.

EUPHROSYNE.

Dowered with all celestial gifts, Skilled in every art

That ennobles and uplifts

And delights the heart, Fair on earth shall be thy fame As thy face is fair, And Pandora be the name

Thou henceforth shalt bear.

II. OLYMPUS.

HERMES, putting on his sandals.

MUCH must he toil who serves the Im

mortal Gods,

And I, who am their herald, most of all. No rest have I, nor respite. I no sooner Unclasp the winged sandals from my feet,

Than I again must clasp them, and depart

Upon some foolish errand. But to-day The errand is not foolish. Never yet With greater joy did I obey the summons That sends me earthward. I will fly so swiftly

That my caduceus in the whistling air Shall make a sound like the Pandæan pipes,

Cheating the shepherds; for to-day I go, Commissioned by high-thundering Zeus, to lead

A maiden to Prometheus, in his tower,

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PROMETHEUS.

No gift of theirs, in whatsoever shape
It comes to me, with whatsoever charm
To fascinate my sense, will I receive.
Leave me.

PANDORA.

This new toy and fascination,
This new dalliance and delight!
To the garden where reposes
Epimetheus crowned with roses,
To the door that never closes
Upon pleasure and temptation,
Bring this vision of the night!

IV.

THE AIR.

HERMES, returning to Olympus.

As lonely as the tower that he inhabits, As firm and cold as are the crags about him,

Prometheus stands. The thunderbolts of Zeus

Let us go hence. I will not stay. Alone can move him; but the tender

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