Would drown my feeble undertone.

[2]

I mimic him of Rhodopé,[A]

Of beast, and bird, and flower, and tree;

The poet in his lonely woe,

Upon the Hyperborean snow.

And does this ancient tale, forsooth,

Who seeks to win by tuneful truth?

Divert the eye with pictured spell,

And share the wrath you may not quell.

FOOTNOTE:

FOOTNOTE:

[A] Orpheus.

[A]

[3]

[3]

EMBLEMS EVERYWHERE.

EMBLEMS EVERYWHERE.

A simple

Is girt with holy signs,

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