 | Gathered poems of Ernest Myers |  |
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THE LOVE-LORE OF MOSCHUS
Pan loved his neighbour Echo; Echo lovedA gamesome Satyr; he, by her unmoved,
Loved only Lyde; thus through Echo, Pan,
Lyde, and Satyr, Love his circle ran.
Thus all, while their true lovers' hearts they grieved,
Were scorned in turn, and what they gave received.
O all Love's scorners, learn this lesson true:
Be kind to Love that he be kind to you.
| Gathered poems of Ernest Myers | |