Psyche, and other poems — page 126: what you’re looking at

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108 See, fresh as Hebe blooming Temperance stand, Present the nectared fruits, and crown the bowl 1 While bright-eyed Honour leads the choral band, Whose song's divine can animate the soul, Led willing captive to their high control: They sing the triumphs of their spotless queen, And proudly bid immortal fame enrol Upon her fairest page such as had been The champions of her causé, the favourites of her reign. From Pallas first begins the lofty song, And Cynthia, brightest goddess of the skies ; To her the virgin deities belong, aa And each beholds her with a sister’s eyes ; The mystic honours next of Fauna rise ; Her solemn rites which purest hands require ; And. Vesta, who her virgins taught to prize, And guard the sacred symbols of the fire Which earth could ne’er revive if suffered to expire. Emblem divine of female purity ! Whose trust betrayed to like sad fate shall doom ; Pursued by scorn, consigned to infamy, ; The hapless victims perish in their bloom Mid the dark horrors:of a living tomb ; Effulgent queen! thou wilt. the pure defend — From the dark night of this opprobrious gloom ; Nor even with life thy favouring smiles shall end, “They bid illustrious fame beyond the grave extend. Comichbooksscom ——