Could so have voiced glad wonder in a song:-- All the waves of the sea are there! In at my eyes they crush. Till my head holds as fair a sea: Though I shut my eyes, they are there! Now towards my lids they rush, Mad to burst forth from me Back to the open air!-- To follow them my heart needs, O white-maned steeds, to ride you; Lithe-shouldered steeds, To the western isles astride you Amyntas speeds!' 'Damon!' said a voice quite close to me And looking up ... as might have stood Apollo In one vast garment such as shepherds wear And leaning on such tall staff stood ... Thou guessest, Whose majesty as vainly was disguised As must have been Apollo's minding sheep. Cydilla: Delphis! I know, dear Damon, it was Delphis! Healthy life in the country having chased His haggard looks; his speech is not wild now, Nor wicked with exceptions to things honest: Thy face a kindlier way than speech tells this. Damon: Yea, dear Cydilla, he was altogether What mountaineers might dream of for a king. Cydilla: But tell me, is he tutor to that boy? Damon: He is an elder brother to the lad. Cydilla: Nay, nay, hide nothing, speak the worst at once. Damon: I meant no hint of ill; A god in love with young Amyntas might Look as he did; fathers alone feel like him: Could I convey his calm and happy speech Thy last suspicion would be laid to rest. Cydilla: Damon, see, my glad tears have drowned all fear; Think'st thou he may come back and win renown, And fill his father's place? Not as his father filled it, But with an inward spirit correspondent To that contained and high imposing mien Which made his father honoured before men Of greater wisdom, more integrity. Damon: And loved before men of more kindliness! Cydilla: O Damon, far too happy am I now To grace thy naughtiness by showing pain. My Delphis 'owns the brains and presence too That make a Pericles!' ... (the words are thine) Had he but the will; and has he now? Good Damon, tell me quick? Damon: He dreams not of the court, and city life Is what he rails at. Cydilla: Well, if he now be wise and sober-souled And loved for goodness, I can rest content. Damon: