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# Page 97: Narrative Poetry This is page 97 of running text—specifically narrative verse in rhyming couplets and stanzas. The passage depicts an emotional reconciliation scene where a female character (identified as "Psyche") is reunited with a male character who has been wounded. After their tearful meeting, they escape from "Disfida's groves" into an open landscape. The poem uses an extended botanical metaphor, comparing Psyche's revival to a neglected plant revived by dew, suggesting themes of recovery and renewed hope after suffering.

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97 ial | Struggling no more her sorrows to restrain, Her streaming eyes look round with anxious fear ; Nor are those tender showers now shed in vain, Her soft lamenting voice has reached his ear, Where latent he had marked each precious tear ; Sudden as thought behold him at her feet! Oh! reconciling moment! charm most dear! What feeling heart thy pleasures would repeat, Or wish thy dearly purchased bliss, however sweet? The smiles of joy which swell her glowing cheek, And o’er her parting lips divinely play, Returning pleasure eloquently speak; Forgetful of the tears which lingering stay, (Like sparkling dew drops in a sunny day) Unheeded tenants of rejoicing eyes ; His wounds her tender care can well repay: | There grateful kindness breathes her balmy sighs, Beneath her lenient hand how swiftly suffering flies ! Freed from the mazes of Disfida’s groves, The opening landscape brightens to their view; Psyche, with strength revived, now onward moves In cheerful hope, with courage to renew Repeated toils, and perils to pursue: Thus when some tender plant neglected pines, Shed o’er its pendent head the kindly dew, How soon refreshed its vivid lustre shines! Once more the leafexpands, the drooping tendril twines. Conicloooks.comn