The Ovidian Elegiac Metre Described and Exemplified [From Schiller]
In the hexameter rises the fountain’s silvery column;
In the pentameter aye falling in melody back.
?1799.
Catullian Hendecasyllables [From Matthison]
Hear, my beloved, an old Milesian story!—
High, and embosom’d in congregated laurels,
Glimmer’d a temple upon a breezy headland;
In the dim distance amid the skiey billows
Rose a fair island; the god of flocks had blest it.
From the far shores of the bleat-resounding island
Oft by the moonlight a little boat came floating,
Came to the sea-cave beneath the breezy headland,
Where amid myrtles a pathway stole in mazes
Up to the groves of the high embosom’d temple.
There in a thicket of dedicated roses,
Oft did a priestess, as lovely as a vision,
Pouring her soul to the son of Cytherea,
Pray him to hover around the slight canoe-boat,
And with invisible pilotage to guide it
Over the dusk wave, until the nightly sailor
Shivering with ecstasy sank upon her bosom.
? 1799.