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MY SOUL WAS DARK AND DESOLATE.

Ἀκτῖνας ὄσσων μαρμαραζοίσαςδρακεὶς ὃς μὴ πόθῳ κυμαίνεταιἐξ ἀδάμαντος ἠὲ σιδάρου κεχάλκευταιμέλαιναν καρδίαν ψυχρᾷ φλογὶπρός τ' Ἁφροδίτας ἀτιμασθεὶς ἑλικοβλεφάρου.Pind. Scol. Fragm.
My soul was dark and desolate,Sorrowing from thee afar;Rayless and inanimate,Like a night without a star,  When the interlunar sky  Mourns the moon's inconstancy.
  At the dawn of thy return  Vital altars throb and burn;All the heaven of love is glowingIn thine eye's unfolded blue;Light and life around thee flowingWaken hearts beneath thy view,  As the daybreak's gleams and showers  Call from sleep the shrouded flowers.