"... Then Hermes, swift as wind, Passed under earth, hollow and dark and drear, Leaving the glad Olympian homes behind…"

"... “Go, gentle heart and mild, “Go to thy dark-robed mother, fair of mien, “Nor grieve beyond all grief. For say, de…"

"When like a Mänad on a mountain shady, The mother sprang to clasp her child again, Crying: “My child, my blossom, fai…"

"In Earth’s name, for the dark Persephone, Grant me one favour, slight, but sweet to me!"

"Where Alcis keeps her state, shrill grasshopper, no more shall sun invest thy tiny glee. Now only Pluto hears thy mus…"

"I saw your daughter Proserpine with these same eyes. She was Not merrie, neyther rid of feare as seemèd by hir cheere…"

"Wherefore attended with her maids, Through fogs, and mists, and damps she wades, To Proserpine the Queen of Shades, ..."

"Harke, al you ladies that do sleep; The fayry queen Proserpina Bids you awake and pitie them that weep. You may doe i…"

"No, no! go not to Lethe, neither twist Wolf’s-bane, tight-rooted, for its poisonous wine; Nor suffer thy pale forehea…"

"Ternissa! you are fled! I say not to the dead, But to the happy ones who rest below: For, surely, surely, where Your …"