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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=535487" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Thrasymedes And Eunoe</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Who will away to Athens with me? Who<br>Loves choral songs and maidens crown'd with flowers,<br>Unenvious? mount the pinnace; hoist the sail.<br>I promise ye, as many as are here,<br>Ye shall not, while ye tarry with me, taste<br>From unrinsed barrel the diluted wine<br>Of a low vineyard or a plant ill-pruned,<br>But such as anciently the Aegaean iles<br>Pour'd in libation at their solemn feasts:<br>And the same goblets shall ye grasp, embost<br>With no vile figures of loose languid boors,<br>But such as Gods have lived with and have led.<br>The sea smiles bright before us. What white sail<br>Plays yonder? what pursues it? Like two hawks<br>Away they fly. Let us away in time<br>To overtake them. Are they menaces<br>We hear? And shall the strong repulse the weak,<br>Enraged at her defender? Hippias!<br>Art thou the man? 'Twas Hippias. He had found<br>His sister borne from the Cecropian port<br>By Thrasymedes. And reluctantly?<br>Ask, ask the maiden; I have no reply.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'Brother! O brother Hipias! O, if love,<br>If pity, ever toucht thy breast, forbear!<br>Strike not the brave, the gentle, the beloved,<br>My Thrasymedes, with his cloak alone<br>Protecting his own head and mine from harm.'<br>'Didst thou not once before,' cried Hippias,<br>Regardless of his sister, hoarse with wrath<br>At Thrasymedes, 'didst not thou, dog-eyed,<br>Dare, as she walkt up to the Parthenon,<br>On the most holy of all holy days,<br>In sight of all the city, dare to kiss<br>Her maiden cheek?'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'Ay before all the Gods,<br>Ay, before Pallas, before Artemis,<br>Ay, before Aphrodite, before Heré,<br>I dared; and dare again. Arise, my spouse!<br>Arise! and let my lips quaff purity<br>From thy fair open brow.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The sword was up,<br>And yet he kist her twice. Some God withheld<br>The arm of Hippias; his proud blood seeth'd slower<br>And smote his breast less angrily; he laid<br>His hand on the white shoulder, and spake thus:<br>'Ye must return with me. A second time<br>Offended, will our sire Pisistratos<br>Pardon the affront? Thou shouldst have askt thyself<br>This question ere the sail first flapt the mast.'<br>'Already thou hast taken life from me;<br>Put up thy sword,' said the sad youth, his eyes<br>Sparkling; but whether love or rage or grief<br>They sparkled with, the Gods alone could see.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Piræeus they re-entered, and their ship<br>Drove up the little waves against the quay,<br>Whence was thrown out a rope from one above,<br>And Hippias caught it. From the virgin's waist<br>Her lover dropt his arm, and blusht to think<br>He had retain'd it there in sight of rude<br>Irreverent men: he led her forth, nor spake.<br>Hippias walkt silent too, until they reacht<br>The mansion of Pisistratos her sire.<br>Serenely in his sternness did the prince<br>Look on them both awhile: they saw not him,<br>For both had cast their eyes upon the ground.<br>'Are these the pirates thou hast taken, son?'<br>Said he. 'Worse, father! worse than pirates they,<br>Who thus abuse thy patience, thus abuse<br>Thy pardon, thus abuse the holy rites<br>'Twice over.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'Well hast thou performed thy duty,'<br>Firmly and gravely said Pisistratos.<br>Nothing then, rash young man I could turn thy heart<br>From Eunöe, my daughter?'<br>'Nothing, sir,<br>Shall ever turn it. I can die but once<br>And love but once. O Eunöe! farewell!'<br>'Nay, she shall see what thou canst bear for her.'<br>'O father! shut me in my chamber, shut me<br>In my poor mother's tomb, dead or alive,<br>But never let me see what he can bear;<br>I know how much that is, when borne for me.'<br>'Not yet: come on. And lag not thou behind,<br>Pirate of virgin and of princely hearts!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Before the people and before the Goddess<br>Thou hadst evinced the madness of thy passion,<br>And now wouldst bear from home and plenteousness<br>To poverty and exile this my child.'<br>Then shuddered Thrasymedes, and exclaim'd,<br>'I see my crime; I saw it not before.<br>The daughter of Pisistratos was born<br>Neither for exile nor for poverty,<br>Ah! nor for me!' He would have wept, but one<br>Might see him, and weep worse. The prince unmoved<br>Strode on, and said, 'To-morrow shall the people.<br>All who beheld thy trespasses, behold<br>The justice of Pisistratos, the love<br>He bears his daughter, and the reverence<br>In which he holds the highest law of God.'<br>He spake; and on the morrow they were one.</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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Unenvious? mount the pinnace; hoist the sail.
I promise ye, as many as are here,
Ye shall not, while ye tarry with me, taste
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