For in his looks were all that men desire,—
A pleasant-smiling cheek, a speaking eye,
A brow for love to banquet royally;
And such as knew he was a man, would say,
"Leander, thou art made for amorous play:
Why art thou not in love, and loved of all?
Though thou be fair, yet be not thine own thrall."90
The men of wealthy Sestos every year,
For his sake whom their goddess held so dear,
Rose-cheek'd[6] Adonis, kept a solemn feast: