The Complete Works of Percy Bysshe Shelley — Complete eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 1,285 pages of information about The Complete Works of Percy Bysshe Shelley — Complete.

The Complete Works of Percy Bysshe Shelley — Complete eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 1,285 pages of information about The Complete Works of Percy Bysshe Shelley — Complete.

SILENUS: 
It was this stranger kissing me because
I looked so beautiful.

CYCLOPS: 
You shall repent
For kissing the coy wine that loves you not.

SILENUS: 
By Jupiter! you said that I am fair.

CYCLOPS: 
Pour out, and only give me the cup full. 565

SILENUS: 
How is it mixed? let me observe.

CYCLOPS: 
Curse you! 
Give it me so.

SILENUS: 
Not till I see you wear
That coronal, and taste the cup to you.

CYCLOPS: 
Thou wily traitor!

SILENUS: 
But the wine is sweet. 
Ay, you will roar if you are caught in drinking. 570

CYCLOPS: 
See now, my lip is clean and all my beard.

SILENUS: 
Now put your elbow right and drink again. 
As you see me drink—...

CYCLOPS: 
How now?

SILENUS: 
Ye Gods, what a delicious gulp!

CYCLOPS: 
Guest, take it;—­you pour out the wine for me. 575

ULYSSES: 
The wine is well accustomed to my hand.

CYCLOPS: 
Pour out the wine!

ULYSSES: 
I pour; only be silent.

CYCLOPS: 
Silence is a hard task to him who drinks.

ULYSSES: 
Take it and drink it off; leave not a dreg. 
Oh that the drinker died with his own draught! 580

CYCLOPS: 
Papai! the vine must be a sapient plant.

ULYSSES: 
If you drink much after a mighty feast,
Moistening your thirsty maw, you will sleep well;
If you leave aught, Bacchus will dry you up.

CYCLOPS: 
Ho! ho!  I can scarce rise.  What pure delight! 585
The heavens and earth appear to whirl about
Confusedly.  I see the throne of Jove
And the clear congregation of the Gods. 
Now if the Graces tempted me to kiss
I would not—­for the loveliest of them all
590
I would not leave this Ganymede.

SILENUS: 
Polypheme,
I am the Ganymede of Jupiter.

CYCLOPS: 
By Jove, you are; I bore you off from Dardanus.

...

[ULYSSES AND THE CHORUS.]

ULYSSES: 
Come, boys of Bacchus, children of high race,
This man within is folded up in sleep, 595
And soon will vomit flesh from his fell maw;
The brand under the shed thrusts out its smoke,
No preparation needs, but to burn out
The monster’s eye;—­but bear yourselves like men.

CHORUS: 
We will have courage like the adamant rock, 600
All things are ready for you here; go in,
Before our father shall perceive the noise.

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