Note 860 — BOOK TWENTY-FIRST.
Reading edition
Alluded to by Moore in his Melodies:
"The fount that played In times of old through Ammon's shade, Though icy cold by day it ran, Yet still, like souls of mirth, began To burn when night was near."
Reading edition
Alluded to by Moore in his Melodies:
"The fount that played In times of old through Ammon's shade, Though icy cold by day it ran, Yet still, like souls of mirth, began To burn when night was near."