300 Walks in New England 



II 



And are Dian and Venus still opposed ? 

 Endymion shrouded in the Latmian mist, 

 By Dian s lips with chilling fervour kissed, 

 Therewith his virgin life too early closed ; 



Adonis in the spring of life deposed 



With o erwarm kisses to his death dismissed, 



The goddess losing in the loving list, 



And he unknowing what stern fate had glozed. 



Yet both are one : Chaste Dian, Venus dear, 

 Are sisters of the self-same endless love 

 Which all that s lovely laps within its breast : 



This may be calm and that may hot appear, 

 Yet vary as they will, each shall approve 

 The magic philter of celestial rest. 



