A Stray Nymph of Dian

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Hubert Parry - Pop

A Stray Nymph of Dian

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I went a-hunting with Queen Dian's maids; -- Our sandals, bright with dew Swept through the grass, and down the list'ning glades Our hounds beside us flew; On swept the chase, but I stood gazing there Poor wounded doe beside a thorn-tree fair For there, with fallen blossoms on his head I spied the sleeping boy The chase had left me breath, but now ot fled For pain of too great joy; I panted so, the throng; that crossed my breast And held my quiver, hurt me where it pressed I could not tеll if he did smile or frown For shadow's fickle play On brow and cheek, and on his lip likе down A loving shadow lay And there I set my lips Ah, joy and woe! For now no more a hunting may I go No more a hunting may I go

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Writers
  • Hubert Parry
  • Julian Sturgis