Page:Betelguese, a trip through hell.djvu/54

46 Whom mad Medeas shore of locks,

Chase Fancy's wings where hazards bloom.

Here herculean dwangs of gold,

Clasped in talons of Circe's son,

Pry portals of Teocalli as,

When hyoids blaze like sea-linkt skies,

Incondite imps seek grovels cold,

Unfathomed haunts that scyle each sun,

We see above the lees green grass

Where pixies laugh with dancing eyes,—

King Wonder's sight that holds each heart!

Above the rind of Ursa's wake,

Past shadows vague and sunless suns,

Giant visions of the cancelléd past

Rise from the void and play their part.

Demeter floats around a lake;

Where waters with a naiad runs,

Hector's shot by Archilles'Achilles' [sic] dart; Where Orestes stabs his mother,

Agamemnon sleeps on in cold; Aegisthus robs a queen of all;