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 And ledge-built cave where falling waters hide,
Thrilled with his lifted voice that rang amain,
 And "Amphitrite! Amphitrite!"—wide
 The bruiting winds his ardent summons cried,
With "Amphitrite! startling all the strand:
 Her name the dewy breeze, far-floating, sighed,
The crimson trouble of her cheek it fanned,
While, slow and love-constrained, she crossed the bounteous land.

XIV.
Majestic was her mien; her stately head
 Enwreathed with silver flowers of lake and lea,
Wherefrom the fragrance-loaden drops were shed
 Down all her hair that, circling, floated free;
 It seemed as light and shade did there agree,
And, dimly-lustrous, blend and interlace:
 Deep were her eyes and colored like the sea;