And together they are producing this matchless marvel.
My soul is at peace, yet longs for more,
More of such wooing of the eternally tender goddess,
Brought to me, with approval of Aeolius.
THE GOD-MAN AND MYSELF
I answered truly with both heart and head,
“Not guilty” of the things they said,
My plotting foes, with envy’s cruel rod;
Yet frailties mine oppressively controlled,