THE BRIDGE OF FIRE
III
The Gods whose names are sunrise and delight
For him who loves the leafy ways of song,—
The Gods of Hellas have escaped the night
To walk above the stars, a royal throng,—
Zeus and Poseidon and the Boy most bright,
The twain to whom the sceptred shades belong,
Majestical Princesses famed in fight,
And Aphrodite sweet to charm the strong:
And younger Gods than these
That peep among the trees,
And dance when Dionysus beats his gong:
And old disastrous Gods
That nod with snaky nods,—
Allecto swift to strike with dripping throng:
Itself the dull profound of Hell
Spits reeling Typhon forth that in the dark did dwell.
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