IMAGINATION. BY N. C. BROOKS, A. M. O'ER Roman page and Grecian scroll, I've felt the mythic faith sublime, Where, through Aonia's laurel shade, The leaf-crowned Dryads of the wood, Disporting through their shades I've seen; And Nereids of the glassy flood, With floating locks like emeralds green; The bright eyed Sylvans, and the Fauns, And Satyrs dancing o'er the lawns. |