Fragment of an Ode to Maia

　　MOTHER of Hermes! and still youthful Maia!

　　May I sing to thee

　　As thou wast hymnèd on the shores of Bai??

　　Or may I woo thee

　　In earlier Sicilian? or thy smiles 5

　　Seek as they once were sought in cian isles

　　By bards who died content on pleasant sward

　　Leaving at verse unto a little clan?

　　O give me their old vigour! and unheard

　　Save of the quiet primrose and the span 10

　　Of heaven and few ears

　　Rounded by thee my song should die away

　　Content as theirs

　　Rich in the simple worship of a day.