SSINCE first I knew it our divine employTo beat beyond the reach of soiling care,As at Philippi, well of doom aware,The Prætor called and heard the singing boy;Since first my soul so jealous was of joy,That any facile linden-bloom in air,Or fall of water on a wildwood stair,Annulled for her all dragging dull annoy;Though word of thanks I lacked, though, dumb, I smiledLong, long, at such august amends up-piled,Let this the debt redeem: that when Ye dropDeath’s aloe-leaf within my honeyed cup,On thoughtful knee your much-beholden child,Immortals! unto You will drink it up.
SSINCE first I knew it our divine employTo beat beyond the reach of soiling care,As at Philippi, well of doom aware,The Prætor called and heard the singing boy;Since first my soul so jealous was of joy,That any facile linden-bloom in air,Or fall of water on a wildwood stair,Annulled for her all dragging dull annoy;Though word of thanks I lacked, though, dumb, I smiledLong, long, at such august amends up-piled,Let this the debt redeem: that when Ye dropDeath’s aloe-leaf within my honeyed cup,On thoughtful knee your much-beholden child,Immortals! unto You will drink it up.
SSINCE first I knew it our divine employTo beat beyond the reach of soiling care,As at Philippi, well of doom aware,The Prætor called and heard the singing boy;Since first my soul so jealous was of joy,That any facile linden-bloom in air,Or fall of water on a wildwood stair,Annulled for her all dragging dull annoy;Though word of thanks I lacked, though, dumb, I smiledLong, long, at such august amends up-piled,Let this the debt redeem: that when Ye dropDeath’s aloe-leaf within my honeyed cup,On thoughtful knee your much-beholden child,Immortals! unto You will drink it up.
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SINCE first I knew it our divine employ
To beat beyond the reach of soiling care,
As at Philippi, well of doom aware,
The Prætor called and heard the singing boy;
Since first my soul so jealous was of joy,
That any facile linden-bloom in air,
Or fall of water on a wildwood stair,
Annulled for her all dragging dull annoy;
Though word of thanks I lacked, though, dumb, I smiled
Long, long, at such august amends up-piled,
Let this the debt redeem: that when Ye drop
Death’s aloe-leaf within my honeyed cup,
On thoughtful knee your much-beholden child,
Immortals! unto You will drink it up.