Prosepine and Midas by Mary Shelley

Author:Mary Shelley [Shelley, Mary]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Xist Publishing
Published: 2016-03-17T07:00:00+00:00

Are tinged with red by the sun’s slanting rays.

And the soft clouds that float ’twixt earth and sky.

How sweet are all these sights! There all is night!

No God like that ( pointing to the sun )

smiles on the Elysian plains,

The air windless, and all shapes are still.

Iris. And must I interpose in this deep joy,

And sternly cloud your hopes? Oh! answer me,

Art thou still, Proserpine, a child of light?

Or hast thou dimmed thy attributes of Heaven

By such Tartarian food as must for ever

Condemn thee to be Queen of Hell & Night?

Pros. No, Iris, no,—I still am pure as thee:

Offspring of light and air, I have no stain

Of Hell. I am for ever thine, oh, Mother!

Cer. (to the shades from Hell )

Begone, foul visitants to upper air!

Back to your dens! nor stain the sunny earth

By shadows thrown from forms so foul—Crouch in!

Proserpine, child of light, is not your Queen!

(to the nymphs)

Quick bring my car,—we will ascend to heaven,

Deserting Earth, till by decree of Jove,

Eternal laws shall bind the King of Hell

To leave in peace the offspring of the sky.

Ascal. Stay, Ceres! By the dread decree of Jove

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