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40<br />

XV<br />

SIR PALAMEDE <strong>the</strong> Saracen<br />

Hath come to an umbrageous land<br />

Where nymphs abide, and Pagan men.<br />

<strong>The</strong> Gods are nigh, say <strong>the</strong>y, at hand.<br />

How warm a throb from Venus stirs<br />

<strong>The</strong> pulses of her worshippers!<br />

Nor shall <strong>the</strong> Tuscan God be found<br />

Reluctant from <strong>the</strong> altar-stone:<br />

His perfume shall delight <strong>the</strong> ground,<br />

His presence to his hold be known<br />

In darkling grove and glimmering shrine—<br />

O ply <strong>the</strong> kiss and pour <strong>the</strong> wine!<br />

Sir Palamede is fairly come<br />

Into a place of glowing bowers,<br />

Where all <strong>the</strong> Voice of Time is dumb:<br />

Before an altar crowned with flowers<br />

He seeth a satyr fondly dote<br />

And languish on a swan-soft goat.<br />

<strong>The</strong>n he in mid-caress desires<br />

<strong>The</strong> ear of strong Sir Palamede.

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