There men in dances and in festive joys
Held revelry. Some on the smooth-wheel’d car
A virgin bride conducted: then burst forth
Aloud the marriage-song: and far and wide
Long splendours flash’d from many a quivering torch
Borne in the hands of slaves. Gay-blooming girls
Preceded, and the dancers follow’d blithe:
These with shrill pipe indenting the soft lip
Breathed melody, while broken echoes thrill’d
Around them: to the lyre with flying touch