Eyes of sage Athene. He was bound
For Daniel, whom he haunted every day
In the same likeness he had first assumed
When Daniel, missing the comfort of his pipe bowl,
Got it again, and wondered.
Bruce and Dora,
Heeled by their elders, one of whom still wept,
Went home another way; and the inaudible
Deities went home—to the green hilltop,
The high glade where Ares, though he heard,