Freely they stood who stood, and fell who fell.

Ease would recant Vows made in pain, as violent and void.

All seemed well pleased, all seemed, but were not all.

Now came still evening on, and twilight gray Had in her sober livery all things clad; Silence accompany'd; for beast and bird, They to their grassy couch, these to their nests, Were slunk, all but the wakeful nightingale; She all night long her amorous descant sung; Silence was pleas'd. Now glow'd the firmament With living sapphires; Hesperus, that led The starry host, rode brightest, till the moon, Rising in clouded majesty, at length Apparent queen unveil'd her peerless light, And o'er the dark her silver mantle threw.

Good luck befriend thee, Son; for at thy birth The fairy ladies danced upon the hearth.

The sun to me is dark And silent as the moon, When she deserts the night Hid in her vacant interlunar cave.

The great Emathian conqueror bid spare The house of Pindarus, when temple and tower Went to the ground.