FROM ARISTOPHANES.
71
Gold wings glittering forth of his back, like whirlwinds
gustily turning.
He, after his wedlock with Chaos, whose wings are of
darkness, in hell broad-burning,
For his nestlings begat him the race of us first, and
upraised us to light new-lighted.
And before this was not the race of the gods, until all
things by Love were united;
And of kind united with kind in communion of nature
the sky and the sea are
Brought forth, and the earth, and the race of the gods
everlasting and blest. So that we are
Far away the most ancient of all things blest. And that
we are of Love's generation
There are manifest manifold signs. We have wings, and
with us have the Loves habitation;
