Epithalamia: Threnodes: Lament For Adonis

Ah, for Adonis! See, he is dying, Delicate, lovely, Slender Adonis. Ah, for Adonis! Weep, O ye maidens, Beating your bosoms, Rending your tunics. O Cytherea, Hasten, for never Loved thou another As thy Adonis. See, on the rosy Cheek with its dimple, Blushing no longer, Thanatos’ shadow. Save him, O Goddess! Thou, the beguiler, All-powerful, holy, Stay the dread evil. Ah, for Adonis! No more at vintage Time will he come with Bloom of the meadows. Ah, for Adonis! See, he is dying, Fading as flowers With the lost summer.