The Death of Aegeus and Other Poems

The Death of Aegeus and Other Poems

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This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1875 edition. Excerpt: ...a work none else shall do. When the dawn her wave-born beauty Spreads anew o'er earth and sea, G We shall rise to that sad duty, And the pyre shall kindled be. Leap, O flame, as ne'er before, Worthy feast thou hast in store; Never bolder limbs were laid On the pile of pitchwood made. But the smoke-wreaths curling high Only claim a mastery O'er the part that perisheth; Only what is formed of earth Yieldeth to the touch of Death; For the gods a fresher birth In their loved ones will renew; Not the dreaded Stygian stream, But the sweet Olympian dew, Eound the aged feet shall gleam. Ancient land, on thee we call, Ere the night clouds spread their pall;--Keep till mom thy dead king, lying With his folded arms at rest; May thy gods thus grant us, dying, Peace in thine own mother-breast; And may Fame, that brooks no bounding, Never leave her native home; Like thy sea's proud waves surrounding Shore and cliff with deathless foam MELEAGER HELIODORA. The Sun at eve sinks down to his rest, The bird flies back to his mate in her nest, Spring chases the frost away; But when will my heart be freed from pain, When will my eyes meet thine again, And feel the beams of their gladdening day, My lost love, Heliodora? Perchance--for the fairest things must die-In the Earth's cold breast thy form doth lie, With the marble piled above; Where the fairest eyes can shed no light, Where the brightest cheeks are dark as night, And the ear is deaf to the words of love, --Art thou there, Heliodora? r Through meads enclosed by the ninefold stream, Unswept by a breeze, unlit by a beam, Dost thou wander, a thin pale shade? Dost thou pray to the dark-browed Queen in vain To give thee thy childhood's hours again, And the sunny fields where we two have strayed With clasped hands, ...
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  • Paperback | 28 pages
  • 189 x 246 x 2mm | 68g
  • Miami Fl, United States
  • English
  • black & white illustrations
  • 1236510178
  • 9781236510174