Eurynome's the Three Graces
Eurynome's great joy,
the Graces of her womb,
whose names transcend the tomb
like Helen's, famed of Troy!
Ah! Graces all enjoy:
they fill earth's space and room,
abhorring away life's gloom,
before the fates destroy.
If mankind survives, spring
reflects the sun's hot disc,
a brilliant fire breathing,
a dragon basilisk;
which these three Graces, being
Eurynome's, might risk!?
Copyright © Ngoc Nguyen | Year Posted 2024
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