314 UNIVERSITY OP COLORADO STUDIES 



Stanza XV. 



Lost Echo sits amid the voiceless mountains, 



And feeds her grief with his remembered lay, 



And will no more reply to winds or fountains 



Or amorous birds perched on the young green spray, 



Or herdsmen's horn, or bell at closing day ; 



Since she can mimic not his lips, more dear 



Than those for whose disdain she pined away 



Into a shadow of all sounds ; a drear 



Murmur between their songs, is all the woodmen hear. 



cf. Moschus, 30-31. 



Echo grieves amid the rocks that thou art silent, and no longer 

 does she mimic thy lips.^'^ 



Stanza XVI. 



Grief made the young Spring wild, and she threw down 



Her kindling buds, as if she Autumn were. 



Or they, dead leaves ; since her delight is flown, 



For whom should she have waked the sullen year ? 

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cf. Moschus, 31, 32. 



In sorrow for thy death the trees cast down their fruit and all 



the flowers did fade.^^^ 



Stanza XVII. 



Thy spirit's sister, the lorn nightingale, 

 Mourns not her mate with such melodious pain ; 

 Not so the eagle, who like thee could scale 

 Heaven, and could nourish in the sun's domain 



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