And her breath I bear thee now!’

II.

FOUR MAIDENS DRINKING.

Streamlet! at thy mossy brink

Maidens four once stooped to drink:

Crag and wild rock tumbling o’er,

Wert thou e’er so blest before?

III.

Δὲδυκε μὲν ἁ Σέλανα.

Gone the Pleiades and moon,