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EUTERPE, by                    
First Line: Muse of the mystic flute and purling stream
Last Line: That speaks the tempest or the lisping flower.
Subject(s): Birds; Euterpe (goddess); Goddesses & Gods; Mythology; Nature


Muse of the mystic flute and purling stream,
In nature's fairest summer garlands drest,
I saw a wild bird resting on thy breast—
A wan dove, crooning in a midday dream;
So strangely sweet the song, I knew its theme
Was mother-love within a downy nest;
And then I knew it mocked the tenderest
Of all thy golden bursts of song supreme.

I saw two lordly stags in deathful fight;
The rasp of clashing antlers, and the cries
Of rage for conquest shuddered to the skies—
A grand, primeval anthem voicing Might;
And then, O muse! I bowed before thy power
That speaks the tempest or the lisping flower.





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