Tliat spreads so clear o*er our solemnity."
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hus ending, on the shrine he heapM a spireOf teeming sweets, enkindling sacred fire ;Anon he stain*d the thick and spongy sodWith wine, in honour of the shepherd-god.Now while the earth was drinking it, and whileBay leaves were crackling in the fragrant pile.And gummy frankincense was sparkling bright*Neatli smothering parsley, and a hazy lightSpread greyly eastward, Uius a chorus sang : " thou, whose mighty palace roof doth hangFrom jagged trunks, and overshadowethEternal whispers, glooms, the birth, life, deathOf unseen flowers in heavy peacefulness ;Who lovest to see the hamadryads dressTheir ruffled locks where meeting hazels darken ;And through whole solenm hours dost sit, and hearkenThe dreary melody of bedded rc-eds —In desolate places, where dank moisture breedsTlie pipy hemlock to strange oveiirowth.Bethinking thee, how mehmcholv loathThou wast to lose fair Syrinx— do thou now,By thy love's milky brow !By all the trembling mazes that she ran,Hear us, great Pan ! ** O thou, for whose soul-soothing quiet, turtlesPassion their voices cooingly *mong myrtles.What time tliou wanderest at eventideTlirough sunny meadows, that outskirt the sideOf tliine enmossed realms : tliou, to whom
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