 | Silenus |  |
“Why flies he thus?” Silenus mused. “What meant
That guilty cringe, and glittering in his eyes?
Why should his music smite this heart with pain
For my lost Syrinx? Syrinx loved him not.
Alas, how vain is thought! Where may I find
The voice to tell me where is Syrinx gone?”
That guilty cringe, and glittering in his eyes?
Why should his music smite this heart with pain
For my lost Syrinx? Syrinx loved him not.
Alas, how vain is thought! Where may I find
The voice to tell me where is Syrinx gone?”
| Silenus | |