A book of English poetry; ed. by T. Shorter

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Make her hie eternal bride,

And from her fair unspotted 8ido

Two bli.aeful twine are to be born,

Youth a.nd J oy; 110 Jove hath aworn.

But now my task is smoothly done,

I e&n ft.y, or I can run

Quickly to the green earth's end,

Wbere the bow'd welkin slow doth bend i

.And from thence e&n soar ae soon

To ~he corners of tho moon.

Mortal&, that would follow me,

Love Virtue ; eht\ alone ia free :

She can teach ye how to climb

H igher than the sphery chime ;

Or, if Virtue feeble were,

Heaven itaelf would stoop to her.

~~ tlthrg,eb Joms.

Behold!
Tma roelta are cloven, and through the purple night
I see cars drawn by raiubow-wingM steeds,
Which trample the dim wind& : in each there stands
A wild-eyed charioteer urging their ftight.
Some look behind, ae fiends pursued ~hem there,
And yet. I eee no shapes but the keen at.are :
Otltere, with burning eyes, lean forth, and drink
With eager lips the wind of their own epeed,
.A. if the thing they loved fled on before,
And now 1 even now, theyclaap'd it. Their bright locka
Stream like a comet's Bashing hai.r : they all
Sweep onward.
These are the immortal H ours,
Of whom thoo didst dem.and. One waita for thee.

lfmmaanm.

Ilr a dim and distant far la.nd

ln. a glorious golden et&t'-lan~

Out of Time, beyond the Sea,

O'er an empire all agree

Many-peopled, loyal, free,

Queenly rilles Mnemoayne I

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