Moschus

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Alpheus, gliding by old Pisa's towers,
Deep in the sea his eager way pursues
With sacred dust, and olive-leaves, and flowers,
With which he hastens to his Arethuse.
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When on the wave the breeze soft kisses flings,
I rouse my fearful heart and long to be
Floating at leisure on the tranquil sea;
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His torch and quiver down sly Eros flung,
An ox-goad took in hand, a wallet slung,
Then yoked strong bulls and made the plough to train,
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When lately I offer'd Eunica to kiss,
She fleer'd and she flouted, and took it amiss;
'Be gone, you great Booby,' she cry'd, with a Frown,
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Cypris, when all but shone the dawn's glad beam,
To fair Europa sent a pleasant dream;
When sleep, upon the close-shut eyelids sitting,
Sweeter than honey, is eye-fetters knitting,
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Ye mountain valleys, pitifully groan!
Rivers and Dorian springs, for Bion weep!
Ye plants drop tears; ye groves, lamenting moan!
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Pan Echo loved; she loved the frisky Faun;
The Faun to Lyda by strong love was drawn;
As Echo Pan, the Faun did Echo burn,
And Lyda him; all felt in love in turn.
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When winds that move not its calm surface sweep
The azure sea, I love the land no more;
The smiles of the serene and tranquil deep
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Pan loved his neighbour Echo- but that child
Of Earth and Air pined for the Satyr leaping;
The Satyr loved with wasting madness wild
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Her Eros thus proclaimed the Cyprian Queen;-
'If any one has in the highway seen
My straying Eros, and reports to me
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Hail, golden Star! of Ray serene,
Thou Fav'rite of the Cyprian Queen,
O Helper! Glory of the Night,
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Moschus Biography

Moschus, ancient Greek bucolic poet and student of the Alexandrian grammarian Aristarchus of Samothrace, was born at Syracuse and flourished about 150 BC. Aside from his poetry, he was known for his grammatical work, nothing of which survives.)

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Alpheus

Alpheus, gliding by old Pisa's towers,
Deep in the sea his eager way pursues
With sacred dust, and olive-leaves, and flowers,
With which he hastens to his Arethuse.

Smoothly he runs; the sea not feels the river
With soft unmingled stream its water rive;
Eros it was, that subtle counsel-giver,
Who taught a river how for love to dive.

translated by M. J. Chapman

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