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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=408295" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Daphne</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Daphne! Ladon's daughter, Daphne! Set thyself in silver light, <br>Take thy thoughts of fairest texture, weave them into words of white - <br>Weave the rhyme of rose-lipped Daphne, nymph of wooded stream and shade, <br>Flying love of bright Apollo, - fleeting type of faultless maid! <br>She, when followed from the forelands by the lord of lyre and lute, <br>Sped towards far-singing waters, past deep gardens flushed with fruit; <br>Took the path against Peneus, panted by its yellow banks; <br>Turned, and looked, and flew the faster through grey-tufted thicket ranks; <br>Flashed amongst high flowered sedges: leaped across the brook, and ran <br>Down to where the fourfold shadows of a nether glade began; <br>There she dropped, like falling Hesper, heavy hair of radiant head <br>Hiding all the young abundance of her beauty's white and red. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Came the yellow-tressed Far-darter - came the god whose feet are fire, <br>On his lips the name of Daphne, in his eyes a great desire; <br>Fond, full lips of lord and lover, sad because of suit denied; <br>Clear, grey eyes made keen by passion, panting, pained, unsatisfied. <br>Here he turned, and there he halted, now he paused, and now he flew, <br>Swifter than his sister's arrows, through soft dells of dreamy dew. <br>Vext with gleams of Ladon's daughter, dashed along the son of Jove, <br>Fast upon flower-trammelled Daphne fleeting on from grove to grove; <br>Flights of seawind hard behind him, breaths of bleak and whistling straits; <br>Drifts of driving cloud above him, like a troop of fierce-eyed Fates! <br>So he reached the water-shallows; then he stayed his steps, and heard <br>Daphne drop upon the grasses, fluttering like a wounded bird. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Was there help for Ladon's daughter? Saturn's son is high and just: <br>Did he come between her beauty and the fierce Far-darter's lust? <br>As she lay, the helpless maiden, caught and bound in fast eclipse, <br>Did the lips of god drain pleasure from her sweet and swooning lips? <br>Now that these and all Love's treasures blushed, before the spoiler, bare, <br>Was the wrong that shall be nameless done, and seen, and suffered there? <br>No! for Zeus is King and Father. Weary nymph and fiery god, <br>Bend the knee alike before him - he is kind, and he is lord! <br>Therefore sing how clear-browed Pallas - Pallas, friend of prayerful maid, <br>Lifted dazzling Daphne lightly, bore her down the breathless glade, <br>Did the thing that Zeus commanded: so it came to pass that he <br>Who had chased a white-armed virgin, caught at her, and clasped a tree.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Henry+Kendall">Henry Kendall</a><div class=q>
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Take thy thoughts of fairest texture, weave them into words of white - 
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Flying love of bright Apollo, - fleet..."></div>
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