Rhododaphne: or The Thessalian Spell
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RHODODAPHNE.
T. DAVISON, Lombard-street,
Whitefriars, London.
RHODODAPHNE:
OR
THE THESSALIAN SPELL.
A POEM.
LONDON:
PRINTED FOR T. HOOKHAM, JUN. OLD BOND-STREET; AND BALDWIN, CRADOCK, AND JOY, PATERNOSTER-ROW.
1818.
RHODODAPHNE,
OR
THE THESSALIAN SPELL.
Rogo vos, oportet, credatis, sunt mulieres plus sciæ, sunt nocturnæ, et quod sursum est deorsum faciunt.—Petronius.
The bards and sages of departed Greece
Yet live, for mind survives material doom;
Still, as of yore, beneath the myrtle bloom
They strike their golden lyres, in sylvan peace.
Wisdom and Liberty may never cease,
Once having been, to be: but from the tomb
Their mighty radiance streams along the gloom
Of ages evermore without decrease.
Among those gifted bards and sages old,
Shunning the living world, I dwell, and hear,
Reverent, the creeds they held, the tales they told:
And from the songs that charmed their latest ear,
A yet ungathered wreath, with fingers bold,
I weave, of bleeding love and magic mysteries drear.
Yet live, for mind survives material doom;
Still, as of yore, beneath the myrtle bloom
They strike their golden lyres, in sylvan peace.
Wisdom and Liberty may never cease,
Once having been, to be: but from the tomb
Their mighty radiance streams along the gloom
Of ages evermore without decrease.
Among those gifted bards and sages old,
Shunning the living world, I dwell, and hear,
Reverent, the creeds they held, the tales they told:
And from the songs that charmed their latest ear,
A yet ungathered wreath, with fingers bold,
I weave, of bleeding love and magic mysteries drear.
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T. Davison, Lombard-street,
Whitefriars, London.
This work was published before January 1, 1929, and is in the public domain worldwide because the author died at least 100 years ago.
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