'But if thou needs wilt hunt, be rul'd by me...'
'As burning fevers, agues pale and faint...'
And now she beats her heart, whereat it groans...
By this, she hears the hounds are at a bay...
Whose frothy mouth, bepainted all with red...
And, being open'd threw unwilling light...
'Alas! poor world, what treasure have thou lost?...'
'It shall be cause of war and dire events...'
She bows her head, the new-sprung flower to smell...
Orpheus: Maenads Dancing
Dream of Icarus
beside the dying (text)
beside the dying
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beside the dead
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