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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=528360" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Psalm Of Adonis - from Fifteenth Idyll</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">O Queen that loves Golgi, and Idalium, <br>And the steep of Eryx, <br>O Aphrodite, that playes with gold, <br>Lo, from the stream eternal of Acheron <br>They have brought back to you Adonis--- <br>Even in the twelfth month they have brought him, <br>The dainty-footed Hours. <br>Tardiest of the Immortals are the beloved Hours, <br>But dear and desired they come, <br>For always, to all mortals, <br>They bring some gift with them. <br>O Cypris, daughter of Dione, <br>From mortal to immortal, so men tell, <br>You have changed Berenice, dropping softly in <br>The woman's breast the stuff of immortality. <br>Therefore, for your delight, <br>O you of many names and many temples, <br>Does the daughter of Berenice, even Arsinoë, <br>Lovely as Helen, cherish Adonis with all things beautiful. <br>Before him lie all ripe fruits that the tall trees' branches bear, <br>And the delicate gardens, arrayed in baskets of silver, <br>And the golden vessels are full of incense of Syria. <br>And all the dainty cakes that women fashion in the kneading tray, <br>Mingling blossoms manifold with the white wheaten flour, <br>All that is wrought of honey sweet, and in soft olive oil, <br>All cakes fashioned in the semblance of things that fly, <br>And of things that creep, lo, here they are set before him. <br>Here are built for him shadowy bowers of green, <br>All laden with tender anise, and children flit overhead--- <br>The little loves--- <br>As the young nightingales perched upon <br>The trees fly forth and try their wings <br>From bough to bough. <br>O! the ebony, O! the gold, O! the twin eagles of white <br>Ivory that carry to Zeus, the son of Cronos, <br>His darling, his cupbearer! <br>O! the purple coverlet strewn above, <br>More soft than sleep! <br>So Miletus will say, <br>And whoso feeds sheep in Samos. <br>Another bed is strewn for beautiful Adonis, <br>One bed Cypris keeps, and one the rosy-armed Adonis. <br>A bride-groom of eighteen or nineteen years is he, <br>His kisses are not rough, the golden down being yet upon his lips! <br>And now, good-night to Cypris, in the arms of her lover! <br>But lo, in the morning we will all of us gather with the dew, <br>And carry him forth among the waves that break upon the beach, <br>And with locks unloosed, and ungirt raiment falling to the ankles, <br>And bosom bare, will we begin our shrill, sweet song. <br>You only, dear Adonis, so men tell, <br>You only of the demi-gods, <br>Do visit both this world and the stream of Acheron. <br>For Agamemnon had no such lot, nor Aias, <br>That mighty lord of the terrible anger, nor Hector, <br>The eldest born of the twenty sons of Hecuba, nor Patroclus, <br>Nor Pyrrhus, that returned out of Troy land, <br>Nor the heroes of yet more ancient days, <br>The Lapithai and Deucalion's sons, <br>Nor the sons of Pelops, and the chiefs of Pelasgian Argos. <br>Be gracious now, dear Adonis, and propitious <br>Even in the coming year. <br>Dear to us has your advent been, Adonis, <br>And dear shall it be when you come again.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Theocritus">Theocritus</a><div class=q>
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And the steep of Eryx, 
O Aphrodite, that playes with gold, 
Lo, from the stream eternal of Acheron 
They have brought back to you Adonis--- 
Even in the twelfth month they have brought him, 
The dainty-foot..."></div>
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