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But grief long since subdued. Half curtained round By vases filled with fragrant shrubs, were shapes Of Grecian deities and nymphs. She drew Sad parallels with her of Crete, who wept O'er her Athenian lover's perjury. She left the hall of paintings, and pursued A corridor which opened to the air, And entered in the garden: there awhile, Beneath the shadow of a cypress tree, She breathed the cooling gale. Amid the shade Of those bright groves were ladies lingering, Who listened to most gentle things, and then Blushed like the roses near them; and light groups Of gladsome dancers, gliding o'er the turf, Like elfin revelling by the moonlight. She looked up to the lovely face of heaven:—