men Are cradled into poetry by wrong, His left hand held the lyre, and in his right The plectrum struck the chords-unconquerable Up from beneath his hand in circling flight The gathering music rose-and sweet as Love The penetrating notes did live and move Within the heart of great Apollo... CONTENTS OF VOLUME I. PAGE ix SONNET.-TRANSLATED FROM THE GREEK OF MOSCHUS. THE DÆMON OF THE WORLD [PART 1] THE DÆMON OF THE WORLD; PART II . 51 |