University of Virginia Library

Search this document 

33

From the palace gates are welling
Glorious creatures, such as trod
Eden by the side of God,
Artist visions, form'd to please
A Raphael or Praxitiles;
To a glade o' the forest wending,
With palm branches o'er them bending,
With glad hymns and festal looks,
And clear current as a brook's.
And now in the amphitheatre
Many a long way traveller
Hath his seat; and room for all
To behold the festival
Under the massive boughs is found;
And in the midst a cleared ground
For the gamesters. Hush! the voice
Of women, and the merry song
Of children, bird-like, mounts among
The branches, till the woods rejoice
To echo that sweet treble; then
The fuller tenor of the men
Upbears the anthem on strong wings
Of melody; and then again
The solemn bass down-draws the strain
Earthward. And now the twanging strings

34

Of youthful archers, and the whiz
O' the many arrows: yon fair boy
With the golden locks—the prize is his,
And his blue flower-like eyes are dew'd with joy.