So fair, that, midst the others' song and mirth,
Remembrance of her constantly,
Like bitterness, mixed in her thoughts.
E'en now she saw her by the shore
O' the placid sea, her song she heard, -
Her song of joy, - and every word
Rang louder than the reckless revel's roar,
And jealous hatred in her stirred
'Gainst beauty which excelled her own.
Will powers of hatred and revenge,
Will ministers of wrath and spite,
Aid Aphrodite, lend their might
To ruin fair Pephredo, help her quench
Her fire of beauty, put a blight
Upon her source of joyousness?
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