Tell me, Eriopis, why Lies in shade that languid eye? Hast thou caught the hunter's shout Far from Dian, and without Any sister nymph to say Whither leads the downward way? Trust me: never be afraid Of thy Faun, my little maid! He will never call thee @3Dear@1, Press thy finger, pinch thy ear, To admire it overspread Swiftly with pellucid red, Nor shall broad and slender feet Under fruit-laid table meet. Doth not he already know All thy wandering, all thy woe. Come! to weep is now in vain I will lead thee back again. Slight and harmless was the slip That but soil'd the sadden'd lip. Now the place is shown to me Peace and safety shall there be. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...JAFFAR by JAMES HENRY LEIGH HUNT WEEDS by EDNA ST. VINCENT MILLAY THE HARLOT'S HOUSE by OSCAR WILDE COTTON MILL FUNERAL by STEWART ATKINS PSALM 51 by OLD TESTAMENT BIBLE ON THE LOSS OF PROFESSOR FISHER by JOHN GARDINER CALKINS BRAINARD |