FROM THE SAME.

By William Lisle Bowles

Where were ye, nymphs, when Daphnis drooped with love?

In fair Peneus’ Tempe, or the grove

Of Pindus! Nor your pastimes did ye keep,

Where huge Anapus’ torrent waters sweep;

On Ætna's height, ah! impotent to save,

Nor yet where Akis winds his holy wave!