He stoopt @3Pierea@1, and thence Glid through the aire; and @3Neptune's@1 Confluence Kist as he flew, and checkt the waves as light As any Sea-mew, in her fishing flight, Her thicke wings soucing in the savorie seas. Like her, he pass'd a world of wildernesse; But when the far-off Ile he toucht, he went Up from the blue sea, to the Continent, And reacht the ample Caverne of the Queene; Whom he within found, without, seldome seene. A Sun-like fire upon the harth did flame; The matter precious, and divine the frame, Of Cedar cleft, and Incense was the Pile, That breath'd an odour round about the Ile. Her selfe was seated in an inner roome, Whom sweetly sing he heard; and at her loome, About a curious web, whose yarne she threw In, with a golden shittle. A Grove grew In endlesse spring about her Caverne round, With odorous Cypresse, Pines, and Poplars crownd. Where Haulks, Sea-owles, and long-tongu'd Bittours bred, And other birds their shadie pinions spred. All Fowles maritimall; none roosted there, But those whose labours in the waters were. A Vine did all the hollow Cave embrace; Still greene, yet still ripe bunches gave it grace. Four Fountaines, one against another powr'd Their silver streames; and medowes all enflowrd With sweete Balme-gentle, and blue Violets hid, That deckt the soft brests of each fragrant Mead. Should any one (though he immortall were) Arrive and see the sacred objects there; He would admire them, and be over-joyd; And so stood @3Hermes@1 ravisht powres employd. But having all admir'd, he enterd on The ample Cave; nor could be seene unknowne Of great @3Calypso@1 (for all Deities are Prompt in each others knowledge; though so farre Severd in dwellings) but he could not see @3Ulysses@1 there within. Without was he Set sad ashore; where 'twas his use to view Th' unquiet sea; sigh'd, wept, and emptie drew His heart of comfort. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ADONAIS; AN ELEGY ON THE DEATH OF JOHN KEATS by PERCY BYSSHE SHELLEY EPIPSYCHIDION by PERCY BYSSHE SHELLEY THE YEARS TO BE by WILLIAM ROSE BENET RUTGERS COLLEGE HYMN by LOUIS BEVIER JR. WHO SEEKS THE KING by LARENE KING BLEECKER INSTRUCTIONS FOR A BALLET by MAXWELL BODENHEIM |