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Long aeons since, in leafy woodlands sweet, / Diana, weary with the eager chase, / Was wont to seek full oft some trysting-place / Loved of her rosy train; some cool retreat / Of crystal springs, deep-verdured from the heat / Of sultry noon, wherein each subtle grace / Of snowy form and radiant flower-face, / Narcissus-like, goddess and nymph might greet. / Diana long hath fleeted 'yond the main; / The founts which erst she loved are all bereft; / No more 'mid violet-banks her feet are set; / Silent her silvern bugle, fled her train; / One spot alone of all she loved is left: / This poplar-shaded spring is Goddess-haunted yet.