Note 251 — Chapter XXI · THE ANTHOLOGY.
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Bright Cytherea thought one day To Cnidos she'd repair, Gliding across the watery way To view her image there. But when, arrived, she cast around Her eyes divinely bright, And saw upon that holy ground The gazing world's delight, Amazed, she cried—while blushes told The thoughts that swelled her breast— Where did Praxiteles behold My form? or has he guessed?
J. H. Merivale.