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Amid the sylvan groves(where once I gazed
Upon such luminous and alabaster grace
By her beauty drawn and dazed
As she turned,lifting up her elfin face.
Like Aphrodite from a limpid pool she rose and shone
With eager rivulets caressing every curve
Boldly was her body embraced by the sun
While capricious Eros' dart smote me deep with love.
In that balmy and misty dawn,the birds all hushed in reverence,
Her glistening charms held me in thrall
Through the glade wafted her scent,a divine incense
And I could barely stifle my lovesick call.
My satyr spirit would have had me play Priapus
But caution bade me remain hidden
If only I had known that this moment of hiatus
Would my fortune dim, unbidden.
Then still she stood,a startled fawn just before flight
As her glance turned towards where I was stood
'Twas then Actaeon's fate rose before me with fright
So I shrank ever deeper into the shadows of the wood
Lest vengeful Artemis let loose her hounds of hate.
But then slipped away,bedecked and coy,my shy shepherdess
As I stayed transfixed and saw too late
Her wafting through the trees with but a flutter from her dress)
I now wander alone ever haunted by this vision
While there burns in my heart a crippling ache
From which there can be no remission
That even the waters of Bethesda would not slake.