Poem by William Drummond

Madrigal

TRITONS, which bounding dive
Through Neptune’s liquid plain,
When as ye shall arrive
With tilting tides where silver Ora plays,
And to your king his watery tribute pays,
  Tell how I dying live,
  And burn in midst of all the coldest main.

1. Like the Idalian Queen
2. Who Hath Not Seen into Her Saffron Bed
3. Look How the Flower
4. Summons to Love
5. How That Vast Heaven Intitled First Is Roll'd

Arthur Symons Madrigal ("May we not love as others do")

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