THE smooth Peneus from his glassy flood Reflects purpureal Tempe's pleasant scene. Fair Tempe! haunt beloved of sylvan powers, Of nymphs and fauns; where in the golden age They played in secret on the shady brink With ancient Pan; while round their coral steps, Young hours and genial gales with constant hand Showered blossoms, odors; showered ambrosial dews, And spring's elysian bloom. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...VENICE; SONNET by HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW THE TEMERAIRE by HERMAN MELVILLE LOVE NOT by CAROLINE ELIZABETH SARAH SHERIDAN NORTON EPODE: 2. THE PRAISES OF A COUNTRY LIFE by QUINTUS HORATIUS FLACCUS FOREIGN CHILDREN by ROBERT LOUIS STEVENSON PREPARATORY MEDITATIONS, 1ST SERIES: 38 by EDWARD TAYLOR |