ight half-won.

He saw the breasts that glowed,
The fragrant clouds of hair:
They flowed
Around him like a snare.

_O'er Phlegethon he stood,
For utmost anguish named:
The flood
Below him roared and flamed._

Out of his hand the lyre
Suddenly slipped and fell,
The fire
Acclaimed it into hell.

The night grew dark again:
There came a bitter cry
Of pain,
_Oh Love, once more I die!_

And lo, the earth-dawn broke,
And like a wraith she fled:
He woke
Alone: his love was dead.

He woke on earth: the day
Shone coldly: at his side
There lay
The body of his bride.

VII

Only now when the purple vintage bubbles and winks in the autumn glory,
Only now when the great white oxen drag the weight of the harvest
home,
Sunburnt labourers, under the star of the sunset, sing as an old-world
story
How two pale and thwarted lovers ever through Arcady still must roam.

Faint as the silvery mists of morning over the peaks that the
noonday parches,
On through the haunts of the gloaming musk-rose, down to the rivers
that glisten below,
Ever they wander from meadow to pinewood, under the whispering
woodbine arches,
Faint as the mists of the dews of the dusk when violets dream and
the moon-winds blow.

Though the golden lute of Orpheus gathered the splendours of
earth and heaven,
All the golden greenwood notes and all the chimes of the changing sea,
Old men over the fires of winter murmur again that he was not given
The steadfast heart divine to rule that infinite freedom of harmony.

Therefore he failed, say they; but we, that have no wisdom, can
only remember
How through the purple perfumed pinewoods white Eurydice roamed and
sung:
How through the whispering gold of the wheat, where the poppy burned
like a crimson ember,
Down to the valley in beauty she came, and under her feet the flowers
upsprung.

_Down to the valley she came, for far and far below in the dreaming
meadows
Pleaded ever the Voice of voices, calling his love by her golden name;
So she arose from her home in the hills, and down through the blossoms
that danced with their shadows,
Out of the blue of th