Of streaming snow enchains his followers’ wills,
Doubling their speed, while copes i’ the front with doom
That gallant form that seems defiant of the tomb!
XXV.
Alcides’ arm—the eye that Python slew,
The limbs and shoulder of the Delian God!
Now ’neath the breach that form triumphant view,
Now see it stretched supine upon the sod!
Ay, instant struck, as strikes Heaven’s fire the rod
That points from loftiest pinnacle. No dirge