The Two Lovers of Heaven: Chrysanthus and Daria - A Drama of Early Christian Rome by Pedro Calderón de la Barca
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Jealousy's pangs and sorrow's tears remain!
Enter CHRYSANTHUS, CLAUDIUS, and ESCARPIN. CLAUDIUS, to Chrysanthus. Does not the beauty of this wood, This tranquil wood, delight thee? CHRYSANTHUS. Yes: Here nature's lord doth dower and bless The world in most indulgent mood. Who could believe this greenwood here For the first time has blessed mine eyes? CLAUDIUS. It is the second Paradise, Of deities the verdant sphere. CHRYSANTHUS. 'T is more, this green and grassy glade Whither our careless steps have strolled, For here three objects we behold Equally fair by distance made. Of these that chain our willing feet, There yonder where the path is leading, One is a lady calmly reading, One is a lady singing sweet, And one whose rapt though idle air Gives us to understand this truth-- |
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