Death Grinn'd horrible a ghastly smile, to hear His famine should be fill'd.
The olive grove of Academe, Plato's retirement, where the Attic bird Trills her thick-warbled notes the summer long.
On the tawny sands and shelves trip the pert fairies and the dapper elves.
The brazen throat of war.
The great Emathian conqueror bid spare The house of Pindarus, when temple and tower Went to the ground.
Hail, wedded love, mysterious law; true source of human happiness.