SELECTIONS IN ENGLISH POETRY'
Shall your once heavy 'eyes behold
About our palaces of gold;
Where waters 'neath the waters run,
And from overhead a harmless sun
Gleams through the woods of chrysolite. 275
There gardens fairer to the sight
Than those of the Phaeacian king
Shall ye behold; and, wondering,
Gaze on the sea-born fruit and flowers,
And thornless and unchanging bowers, 280
Whereof the May-time kno-weth nought.
So to the pillared house being,brought,
Poor souls, ye shall not be alone,
For o'er the floors of pale blue stone
All day such feet as ours-shall pass, 285
And, 'twixt the glimmering walls of glass,
Such bodies garlanded with gold,-
So faint, so fair, shall ye behold,
And clean forget the treachery
Of changing earth and tumbling sea. 290
Orpheus.
O the sweet valley of deep grass,
Where through the summer stream doth pass,
In chain of shallow, and still pool,
From misty morn to evening cool;
Where the black ivy creeps and twines 295
O'er the dark-armed, red-trunked pines,
Whence clattering the pigeon flits,
Or, brooding o'er her thin eggs, sits,
And every hollow of the hills
With echoing song the mavis fills. 300
There by the stream, all unafraid,
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