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See, over Sunium's height the golden Morn
Gleams, stretching forth her rosy-fingered hand,
And o'er the smiling waves, and vine-clad land,
Sheds the rich lustre of the light new born.
Gleams, stretching forth her rosy-fingered hand,
And o'er the smiling waves, and vine-clad land,
Sheds the rich lustre of the light new born.
At break of day they haste from every deme,
Kolonos, Parnes, or Acharnæ old;
Where shepherds seek the wanderers from their fold,
By fair Ilissos, or Kephisos' stream;
Kolonos, Parnes, or Acharnæ old;
Where shepherds seek the wanderers from their fold,
By fair Ilissos, or Kephisos' stream;
Where slopes Hymettos with its fragrant store,
Or sacred pathway to Eleusis leads,
Where plane-trees whisper to the answering reeds,
Or rich Laureion yields her silvern ore;
Or sacred pathway to Eleusis leads,
Where plane-trees whisper to the answering reeds,
Or rich Laureion yields her silvern ore;
They haste in festive garments through the street,
By Agora, and Pnyx, and Parthenon,
And ere the dew has yielded to the sun,
In the great court of Dionysos meet.
By Agora, and Pnyx, and Parthenon,
And ere the dew has yielded to the sun,
In the great court of Dionysos meet.
For now fair Spring has come with smiles and mirth,
And green the grass on meadow and on hill,
With sweeter music flows each mountain rill,
And showers and zephyrs gladden all the earth.
And green the grass on meadow and on hill,
With sweeter music flows each mountain rill,
And showers and zephyrs gladden all the earth.
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Here where, of old, our fathers met and sang
In rude, wild hymns the mirth and might divine
Of Bacchus, child of Zeus, and lord of wine,
And jest and song through all the clear air rang;—
In rude, wild hymns the mirth and might divine
Of Bacchus, child of Zeus, and lord of wine,
And jest and song through all the clear air rang;—
Here now we own the Lord of life and song,
Giving high thoughts, and kindling poet's fire,
With roseate flush just warming young desire,
The Lord and Master of the Muses' throng.
Giving high thoughts, and kindling poet's fire,
With roseate flush just warming young desire,
The Lord and Master of the Muses' throng.
From every legend of the storied past,
Man's wrath and sorrow, penitence and guilt,
Crime wrought in darkness, blood at random spilt,
The dread Erinnys' vengeance following fast;—
Man's wrath and sorrow, penitence and guilt,
Crime wrought in darkness, blood at random spilt,
The dread Erinnys' vengeance following fast;—
Stories of Thebes, of Argos, and of Troy,
These come before us framed by poet's skill,
From choral lips the songs of homage thrill,
Waking or fear or pity, grief or joy.
These come before us framed by poet's skill,
From choral lips the songs of homage thrill,
Waking or fear or pity, grief or joy.
So wise men's hearts have widened with the years,
And rude, rough revel yields to loftier thought;
We own and praise the gladness all unsought;
But joy is noblest when it blends with tears.
And rude, rough revel yields to loftier thought;
We own and praise the gladness all unsought;
But joy is noblest when it blends with tears.
The Giver of the gladness of the vine,
We own Him Lord of all that stirs and warms,
The song that soothes, the strain that calls to arms,
The choral dance, the hymn before the shrine.
We own Him Lord of all that stirs and warms,
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The choral dance, the hymn before the shrine.
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