(I) PROMETHEUS 1-
 IT was the south : mid-everything,
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 Mid-land, mid-summer, noon ;
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 And deep within a limpid spring
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 The mirrored sun of June.

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 Splendour in freshness ! Ah, who stole
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 This sun, this fire, from heaven?
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 He holds it shining in his soul,
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 Prometheus the forgiven.


(II) THETIS2-
 In her bright title poets dare
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 What the wild eye of fancy sees --
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 Similitude -- the clear, the fair
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 Light mystery of images.

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 Round the blue sea I love the best
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 The argent foam played, slender, fleet ;
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 I saw -- past Wordsworth and the rest --
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 Her natural, Greek, and silver feet.