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OVE'S Herald flew o'er all the fields of Greece, Crying: "Love's altar waits for sacrifice!" And all folk answered, like a wave of peace, With treasured offerings and gifts of price.

Toward high Olympus every white road filled With pilgrims streaming to the blest abode; Each bore rich tribute, some for joys fulfilled, And some for blisses lingering on the road.

The pious peasant drives his laden car; The fisher youth bears treasure from the sea; A wife brings honey for the sweets that are; A maid brings roses for the sweets to be.

Here strides the soldier with his wreathed sword, No more to glitter in his country's wars;