From jbutrica@morgan.ucs.mun.ca Fri Mar 10 05:05:03 2000 Received: from mxu3.u.washington.edu (mxu3.u.washington.edu [140.142.33.7]) by lists.u.washington.edu (8.9.3+UW99.09/8.9.3+UW99.09) with ESMTP id FAA30598 for ; Fri, 10 Mar 2000 05:05:02 -0800 Received: from cerberus.ucs.mun.ca (cerberus.ucs.mun.ca [134.153.2.162]) by mxu3.u.washington.edu (8.9.3+UW00.02/8.9.3+UW99.09) with ESMTP id FAA20034 for ; Fri, 10 Mar 2000 05:05:01 -0800 Received: from [134.153.128.98] (drusus.clas.mun.ca [134.153.128.98]) by cerberus.ucs.mun.ca (8.9.3/8.9.3) with ESMTP id JAA04068 for ; Fri, 10 Mar 2000 09:34:58 -0330 (NST) X-Sender: jbutrica@pop.morgan.ucs.mun.ca Message-Id: Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="iso-8859-1" Content-Transfer-Encoding: quoted-printable Date: Fri, 10 Mar 2000 09:38:05 +0100 To: classics@u.washington.edu From: James Butrica So wert thou loved in that old graceful time When Greece was fair, While god and hero hearkened to thy chime; Softly astir Where the long grasses fringed Ca=FFster's lip; Long-drawn, with glimmering sails of swan and ship, And ship and swan; Or where Reedy Eurotas ran. Did that low warble teach thy tender flute Xenaphyle? Its breathings mild? say! did the grasshopper Sit golden in thy purple hair O Psammathe? Or wert thou mute, Grieving for Pan amid the alders there? And by the water and along the hill That thirsty tinkle in the herbage still, Though the lost forest wailed to horns of Arcady? James Lawrence Peter Butrica Department of Classics Memorial University St. John's, Newfoundland A1C 5S7 (709) 737-7914 .