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Orion.
[Book III.
Some new and blissful hope that round him soars,
Which still eludes his vision and his mind.

Not in like doubt was Artemis, whose car—
Blank as it passed away before the morn,
Herself invisible—collapsed and yearned
Beneath the Goddess' spurning foot. At once
The lasting love of Eos she foresaw,
When at the tale of other loves he told
Sincerely, fully, with kind memories rife,
Orion's hand she pressed. His earnest eyes
All filled with new-horn light, she also read,
As in a mirror where the future 's writ—
And, reading, closed her own as she retired.

Meantime Rhexergon through the Chian streets
Triumphant, with Biastor and a host
Of rebel chieftains and their armed bands,
And drunken slaves and robbers, drove the king
From his lost throne. Beyond the suburb fields
Œnopion fled, and secret refuge found
Among the tombs beneath a chain of hills,
Where dense cold gloom his robe and crown became,
While over-head along the hill-sides ran