Ah, for the spring, the spring,
And all fleet blossoming.
Michael Field, 1889.
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Ἐλθοντ' εξ ὀράνω πορφυρίαν [ἔχοντα] περθέμενον
χλάμυν.
Coming from heaven wearing a purple mantle.
From heaven he came,
And round him the red chlamys burned like flame.
J. A. Symonds.