The Graces, three erewhile, are three no more;
A fourth is come with perfume sprinkled o'er.
'Tis read more

The Graces, three erewhile, are three no more;
A fourth is come with perfume sprinkled o'er.
'Tis Berenice blest and fair; were she
Away the Graces would no Graces be.

And when they heard these sayings, they were full of wrath, and
cried out, saying, Great is Diana of read more

And when they heard these sayings, they were full of wrath, and
cried out, saying, Great is Diana of the Ephesians.

Shakes his ambroisal curls, and gives the nod,
The stamp of fate, and sanction of the god.

Shakes his ambroisal curls, and gives the nod,
The stamp of fate, and sanction of the god.

There's a one-eyed yellow idol to the north of Khatmandu,
There's a little marble cross below the town,
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There's a one-eyed yellow idol to the north of Khatmandu,
There's a little marble cross below the town,
There's a broken-hearted woman tends the grave of Mad Carew,
And the yellow god forever gazes down.

Either Zeus came to earth to shew his form to thee,
Phidias, or thou to heaven hast gone the read more

Either Zeus came to earth to shew his form to thee,
Phidias, or thou to heaven hast gone the god to see.

Nature's self's thy Ganymede.

Nature's self's thy Ganymede.

Yet verily these issues lie on the lap of the gods.

Yet verily these issues lie on the lap of the gods.

The heathen in his blindness
Bows down to wood and stone.

The heathen in his blindness
Bows down to wood and stone.

I, Phoebus, sang those songs that gained so much renown
I, Phoebus, sang them; Homer only wrote them down.

I, Phoebus, sang those songs that gained so much renown
I, Phoebus, sang them; Homer only wrote them down.