LETO'S CHILD
by: Maurice Hewlett (1861-1923)
- HERE between
the trees
- The prying Fauns and Woodmen dark
- And prick-ear'd Satyrs her did mark,
- How all abandon'd to her mood
- Of careless lovely lassitude--
- So ripe, so melting, like a rose
- That dewy-hearted throbs and blows
- Languorous in the wind's caresses--
- She lay becurtained in loose tresses,
- Not seeing what her half-dropt zone
- Let of her bosom's bower be shown,
- Or that soft thing abeating there,
- Ungirdled treasure, warm and bare.
- And as they peept and spied upon
- The goodly sight she made, came One
- Adventurous, whom the Woodfolk dreaded,
- Great Pan the goat-foot, horny-headed,
- And saw her, and began to woo her
- With his fierce music to undo her,
- And make her former shames go pale
- Beside her latter. Here's no tale
- For me who walk in Hymnia's beam,
- Under her moon-wove eyes adream,
- To tell you how Pan workt his will,
- Or how she fended, with what skill
- Garner'd within that sweeter nest
- When she had laid on her Mare's breast,
- And one the other comforted.
- Little enough that serv'd her stead
- This turn! Callisto was too tender
- For the chill part: she must surrender.
- Like white dawns hung in golden mist
- That soon repent their wintry tryst
- And go aweeping, she too soon
- Gave him his hire, her body's boon;
- And, all the kinder for late frost,
- Was painful that he nothing lost
- By tardy chaffering. So he brought her
- To his tree-haunts, and lightly taught her
- All of love's mystery; and this maid
- For love's sake thought that well betray'd
- Which had been life, had she but known it
- As afterwards she had to own it.
- Ah, passion of the love-denied
- That ventures all for't far and wide,
- That lacking sweet love falls to foul,
- And feeds the flesh and starves the soul!
- Her woe was working in her womb
- Where that seed lay that was her doom:
- Gotten by Pan, by Pan let lie
- While he to other game gave eye,
- Forgetful of what he had wrought
- In the green forest when he taught
- Callisto love, and found her apt.
"Leto's Child" is reprinted
from Poetica Erotica. Ed. T.R. Smith. New York: Crown
Publishers, 1921. |
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