For sidling up she said, "Canst thou live Staking their lives to win to earthly bliss 300 The lonely maid, the friend of Artemis?" twice, "Come back, and I myself will pray for And at my door lay down thy luckless How should he listen to her earnest speech, Words such as he not once or twice had said head, Swelling the band of the unhappy dead, 'Whose curses even now my heart doth fear? 316 Lo, I am old, and know what life can be, And what a bitter thing is death anear. O son! be wise, and hearken unto me; And if no other can be dear to thee, 320 At least as now, yet is the world full wide, And bliss in seeming hopeless hearts may hide: "But if thou losest life, then all is lost." Unto himself, whose meaning scarce could "Nay, King," Milanion said, "thy words But now, make sharp thy fearful heading But hung around are many precious things, sword. The gifts of those who, longing for delight, Have hung them there within the goddess' sight, 376 Thy presence here and kiss thy silver feet, "Think then, will it bring honor to thy Such as we deem thee, fair beyond all Nor had he moved when the dim golden light, 450 Like the far luster of a godlike town, Had left the world to seeming hopeless night; "O Queen, thou knowest I pray not for Nor would he move the more when wan But when the waves had touched the marble base, But as he staggered with his arms outspread, Delicious unnamed odors breathed around; For languid happiness he bowed his head, And with wet eyes sank down upon the ground, And steps the fish swim over twice a day, Nor wished for aught, nor any dream he The dawn beheld him sunken in his found 495 Or make him ask more knowledge of his To give him reason for that happiness, bliss. |