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AMANTIUM IRAE
White Chloe lay sleeping
Under a beechen shade;
Worn with bitter weeping
For Daphnis, who had strayed
To woo another maid.
Under a beechen shade;
Worn with bitter weeping
For Daphnis, who had strayed
To woo another maid.
White Chloe fell dreaming
Of hours, that once had been:
She felt the sunlight streaming
A cross the forest green,
The dappled leaves between.
Of hours, that once had been:
She felt the sunlight streaming
A cross the forest green,
The dappled leaves between.
She heard soft notes; and, playing,
The kids around her leapt;
While boys and girls a-maying
In dances nimbly stept:
Till Daphnis by her crept!
The kids around her leapt;
While boys and girls a-maying
In dances nimbly stept:
Till Daphnis by her crept!
He kissed her on the shoulder,
He kissed her golden head;
His arms they would enfold her,
Her timid feet he led
Unto a flow'ry bed!
He kissed her golden head;
His arms they would enfold her,
Her timid feet he led
Unto a flow'ry bed!
White Chloe, awaking,
Lifted her heavy eyes:
There at her at feet, forsaking
All newer loves' surprise,
Repentant Daphnis lies!
Lifted her heavy eyes:
There at her at feet, forsaking
All newer loves' surprise,
Repentant Daphnis lies!
“Oh! Chloe dear, my Chloe!”
'Twas nothing else he cried:
But straight she flung her snowy,
Soft arms about him, sighed,
And—so, the trouble died!
'Twas nothing else he cried:
But straight she flung her snowy,
Soft arms about him, sighed,
And—so, the trouble died!
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