"She took a lute from which there pulsing came
A lively prelude, fashioning the way
In which her voice should wander. 'Twas a lay
More subtle-cadenced, more forest-wild
Than Dryope's lone lulling of her child."
Poem:—
| Dryope | Walter S. Landor |
XLVII
James R. Lowell has taken the story of Rhœcus as the subject of one of his finest poems.
"Hear now this fairy legend of old Greece,
As full of freedom, youth and beauty still,
As the immortal freshness of that grace
Carved for all ages on some Attic frieze."
Poem:—
| The Hamadryad | Walter S. Landor |