Besides an awful vision of the night, Scaring my sleep, hath filled me with affright, Lest some untoward thing my sons befall. Sudden above the bank a fire burst out, Whose greedy flames enclosed him round about. As it me-seemed, rushing to help him, fell; Stretched on the ground he was, and seeming still In pity raised the hoar infirmity. Thus helpless lay the warrior brave in fight; This son stretched feeble, that engirt with flame, IDYL V THE CHOICE. WHEN on the wave the breeze soft kisses flings, Hard is his life whose nets the ocean sweep, But sweet to me the unsuspicious sleep Beneath a leafy plane the fountain's play, That babbles idly, or whose tones if deep Delight the rural ear and not affray. IDYL VI. LOVE THOSE WHO LOVE YOU. PAN Echo loved; she loved the frisky Faun; IDYL VII. ALPHEUS. ALPHEUS, gliding by old Pisa's towers, Smoothly he runs; the sea not feels the river With soft unmingled stream its water rive; Eros it was, that subtle counsel-giver, Who taught a river how for love to dive. |