Monologue

Proserpine Monologue

From Proserpine by Mary Wollstonecraft Shelley

female · romantic · 1:02 min

:Ino, you knew erewhile a River-God, :Who loved you well and did you oft entice :To his transparent waves and flower-strewn banks. :He loved high poesy and wove sweet sounds, :And would sing to you as you sat reclined :On the fresh grass beside his shady cave, :From which clear waters bubbled, dancing forth, :And spreading freshness in the noontide air. :When you returned you would enchant our ears :With tales and songs which did entice the fauns, :With Pan their King from their green haunts, to hear. :Tell me one now, for like the God himself, :Tender they were and fanciful, and wrapt :The hearer in sweet dreams of shady groves, :Blue skies, and clearest, pebble-paved streams.

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