CXXVIII. "There we will sit and sport upon one billow, And ever in one presence live and dwell, CXXIX. One moment then, upon the dizzy verge Which life endures when it confronts with death;— CXXX. Then from the giddy steep she madly springs, To save her from her death.-The sea-maid wept, ΤΟ J. H. REYNOLDS, ESQ. MY DEAR REYNOLDS, You will remember " 'Lycus."-It was written in the pleasant springtime of our friendship, and I am glad to maintain that association, by connecting your name with the Poem. It will gratify me to find that you regard it with the old partiality for the writings of each other, which prevailed in those days. For my own sake, I must regret that your pen goes now into far other records than those which used to delight me Your true Friend and Brother, T. HOOD. LYCUS, THE CENTAUR. FROM AN UNROLLED MANUSCRIPT OF APOLLONIUS CURIUS. THE ARGUMENT. Lycus, detained by Circe in her magical dominion, is beloved by a Water Nymph, who, desiring to render him immortal, has recourse to the Sorceress. Circe gives her an incantation to pronounce, which should turn Lycus into a horse; but the horrible effect of the charm causing her to break off in the midst, he becomes a Centaur. WHO hath ever been lured and bound by a spell That the earth where I trod, and the cave where I bedded, Of the charm that created, and suddenly cease: |