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Made fearful adjurations, and invoked
Pallas, Priapus, and Pomona, and Pan,
And midnight Hecate. Then did he resume
His way, and took me to the edge of the hill,
From which in dizzy juttings and rude crags,
Without a path, for never foot could make one,
There drops into the valley a precipice.
We stopped,—I looking down below, and feeling
Such headlong fear in me, that suddenly
I drew me back,—he seeming that small space
To smile and be serene of countenance;
A look, which doubled my security.
He then addressed me thus; "See that thou tell
The nymphs and shepherds what thou shalt behold."
Then looking up, "If I had thus," said he,
"At my command the ravening and the teeth
Of greedy wolves, as I have now the crags,
My death should be like her's who was my life.
Pallas, Priapus, and Pomona, and Pan,
And midnight Hecate. Then did he resume
His way, and took me to the edge of the hill,
From which in dizzy juttings and rude crags,
Without a path, for never foot could make one,
There drops into the valley a precipice.
We stopped,—I looking down below, and feeling
Such headlong fear in me, that suddenly
I drew me back,—he seeming that small space
To smile and be serene of countenance;
A look, which doubled my security.
He then addressed me thus; "See that thou tell
The nymphs and shepherds what thou shalt behold."
Then looking up, "If I had thus," said he,
"At my command the ravening and the teeth
Of greedy wolves, as I have now the crags,
My death should be like her's who was my life.
