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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=535424" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Hyperbion</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Hyperbion was among the chosen few<br>Of Phoebus; and men honored him awhile,<br>Honoring in him the God. But others sang<br>As loudly; and the boys as loudly cheer'd.<br>Hyperbion (more than bard should be) was wroth,<br>And thus he spake to Phoebus: 'Hearest thou,<br>O Phoebus! the rude rabble from the field,<br>Who swear that they have known thee ever since<br>Thou feddest for Admetos his white bull?'<br>'I hear them,' said the God. 'Seize thou the first<br>And haul him up above the heads of men,<br>And thou shalt hear them shout for thee as pleas'd.'<br>Headstrong and proud Hyperbion was: the crown<br>Of laurel on it badly cool'd his brow:<br>So, when he heard them singing at his gate,<br>While some with flints cut there the rival's name,<br>Rushing he seiz'd the songster at their head:<br>The songster kickt and struggled hard; in vain.<br>Hyperbion claspt him round with arm robust,<br>And with the left a hempen rope uncoil'd,<br>Whereon already was a noose: it held<br>The calf until the mother's teat was drawn<br>At morn and eve; and both were now afield.<br>With all his strength he pull'd the wretch along,<br>And haul'd him up a pine-tree where he died.<br>But one night, not long after, in his sleep<br>He saw the songster: then did he beseech<br>Apollo to enlighten him, if perchance<br>In what he did he had done aught amiss.<br>'Thou hast done well, Hyperbion!' said the God,<br>'As I did also to one Marsyas<br>Some years ere thou wert born: but better 'twere<br>If thou hadst understood my words aright,<br>For those around may harm thee, and assign<br>As reason that thou wentest past the law.<br>My meaning was that thou shouldst hold him up<br>In the high places of thy mind, and show<br>Thyself the greater by enduring him.'<br>Downcast Hyperbion stood: but Phoebus said<br>'Be of good cheer, Hyperbion! if the rope<br>Is not so frayed but it may hold thy calf,<br>The greatest harm is that by hauling him<br>Thou hast chafed, sorely, sorely, that old pine;<br>And pine-tree bark will never close again.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Walter+Savage+Landor">Walter Savage Landor</a><div class=q>
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Of Phoebus; and men honored him awhile,
Honoring in him the God. But others sang
As loudly; and the boys as loudly cheer'd.
Hyperbion (more than bard should be) was wroth,
And thus he spake to Phoebus: 'Hearest t..."></div>
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