I, at Eleusis, saw the finest sight, <br /> <br />When early morning's banners were unfurled. <br /> <br />From high Olympus, gazing on the world, <br /> <br />The ancient gods once saw it with delight. <br /> <br />Sad Demeter had in a single night <br /> <br />Removed her sombre garments! and mine eyes <br /> <br />Beheld a 'broidered mantle in pale dyes <br /> <br />Thrown o'er her throbbing bosom. Sweet and clear <br /> <br />There fell the sound of music on mine ear. <br /> <br />And from the South came Hermes, he whose lyre <br /> <br />One time appeased the great Apollo's ire. <br /> <br />The rescued maid, Persephone, by the hand <br /> <br />He led to waiting Demeter, and cheer <br /> <br />And light and beauty once more blessed the land.<br /><br />Ella Wheeler Wilcox<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/at-eleusis/
