WHEN Argos' sons, the golden fleece to gain That hung in Colchis, dared the briny main In a swift vessel, and, the azure sea Cleaving with oars, urged on their rapid way, Then the tall pines that grew on Pelion's steep First learned to float along the watery deep, Far as where Phasis rolls its copious waves, And the wide realms of old AEetes laves: The inventive Goddess, whose imperial throne From the proud citadel o'erlooks the town, First bade the ship each varying blast obey, And curved to floating hulks the obedient tree; Fair Amphitrite's crystal bosom taught To bear the work her magic hands had wrought: Scarce its swift prow through the cleaved ocean flew; And, vexed with oars, the billows whiter grew; Then rose the Nereids from the foamy tide, To see this wonder o'er their dwellings ride: Daily the enormous structure they beheld, To mortal eyes their naked frames revealed; And full to view, emerging from the flood, Their swelling breasts and shapes half-human stood. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...CLOSING TIME AT THE SAN DIEGO ZOO by KAREN SWENSON NOTHING TO WEAR' by WILLIAM ALLEN BUTLER THE INQUEST by WILLIAM HENRY DAVIES TWO FUSILIERS by ROBERT RANKE GRAVES AT THE SHRINE by RICHARD KENDALL MUNKITTRICK TO HIS INGENIOUS FRIEND, MR. N. TATE by PHILIP AYRES |