 | Tiresias |  |
Heedless of frowning Doom's unfaltering eye,
Lightly they laugh; they wave their arms abroad
And cry, “This good old earth and all her fruit
Are ours of right; then let us every one
Enjoy the fragrant juices of the vine;
Clasping fair woman let us round the dance,
And dance together until sunken day
Leaves us a safe example, where the stars
Still burn in glory and rejoice the night!
For now, the waves away, sand smooth and dry,
The beaming Hours will not our arms escape
Till taxed of rosy smile and sweeter kiss,
And lips made redder with the crimson draught.
Thus, fondling beauty, her new-quickened breath
Runs thro' our veins in swift delicious fire;
Until our rapture slacken in repose,
And languor lapt by music softly sleep.”
Lightly they laugh; they wave their arms abroad
And cry, “This good old earth and all her fruit
Are ours of right; then let us every one
Enjoy the fragrant juices of the vine;
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And dance together until sunken day
Leaves us a safe example, where the stars
Still burn in glory and rejoice the night!
For now, the waves away, sand smooth and dry,
The beaming Hours will not our arms escape
Till taxed of rosy smile and sweeter kiss,
And lips made redder with the crimson draught.
Thus, fondling beauty, her new-quickened breath
Runs thro' our veins in swift delicious fire;
Until our rapture slacken in repose,
And languor lapt by music softly sleep.”
| Tiresias | |