Had all the attributes that mark his sex;
And men were deities in the Age of Gold.
The sympathies of twin existence ran
So warm in both, their being grew like one,
Though she was feeble woman; he, strong man.
Hand locked in hand, they haunted hill and plain,
Passing in peace their simple innocent lives,
Both singing, so it seemed, the same refrain.
Or angling in the stream, or through the groves
Hunting the deer, they owned one only rule —