At the pitiful sight he was given to see.
For poor Danae, in a moment of ire,
Had thrown the last novel right into the fire,
And sworn with the tenderest oaths of a maid
She would have her own way, and she wished to be wed.
She meant she would marry the poor beggar boy;
That her wealth never gave her a moment of joy;
And that love in a cottage, she told her papa,
Was her eminent sphere and her mariner's star.
A mixture of metaphor; well, let that go, -
Young ladies can't always be critics, you know, -
Still it served to express that our fair Danae
Was fully determined to have her own way.
So Zeus, when he called at his recognized hour,
Was received with a tempest in place of a shower,
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