[syndicate] The Vying

[jeff harrison]

Virginia told Appius shall in the step of secret silence go 
Virginia told Minutius unseen, abroad the bruit of her is blown 
Numitorius told Calphurnia good as clothed by the grasses of Eden 
Horatio told Appius their uniforms glowed a deep purple hue 
Appius told Minutius be where thou wilt, thou wilt not harbour here 
Minutius told Calphurnia but, Cynthia! should to thee the palm be given 
Calphurnia told Corbulo sleep, then, my Lyre, thy tuneful tasks are o'er 
Corbulo told Horatio and look upon you with ten thousand eyes 
Horatio told Icilius thy handmaids, clad them o'er with purple beams 
Icilius told Numitorius thus in the winter stands the lonely tree 
Numitorius told Virginia on some frail bark in winter's midnight roar 
Icilius told Virginia she fled all ways into the grasses' mesh 
Horatio told Virginia who first my Muse did lift out of the flore 
Corbulo told Virginia fierce night-shade berries purple on their stems 
Calphurnia told Virginia old Cynthia, the lamp of our retreats 
Minutius told Virginia where art thou? thou so often seen on high 
Appius told Virginia that thou canst hear, and hearing, hold thy way 
Virginia told Appius alas so all things now do hold their peace 
Virginia told Corbulo Argos (thour't, Jove, named) needs but Polyphème 
Minutius told Icilius or mute as the Memnon stone 'neath the moon 
Appius told Minutius as a garden overgrown and hidden 
 
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