...poison of misused wine, After the Tuscan mariners transform'd, Coasting the Tyrrhene shore, as Iho ׬ ֬ = grovelling swine ?) This nymph, that gaz'd upon his clustering locks With ivy berries wreath'd, and...

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...out the purple grape Crush'd the sweet poison of misused wine, After the Tuscan mariners transform'd, Coasting the Tyrrhene shore, as the winds listed, On Circe's island fell : (who knows not Circe, The daughter of the sun, whose charmed cup Whoever tasted, lost his upright shape, And downward fell...

...out the purple grape Crush'd the sweet poison of misused wine, After the Tuscan mariners transform'd, Coasting the Tyrrhene shore, as the winds listed, On Circe's island fell : (Who knows not Circe, The daughter of the Sun ? whose charmed cup Whoever tasted, lost his upright shape, And downward fell...

...song, From old or modern bard, in hall or bower. Bacchus, that first from out the purple grape Crush'd the sweet poison of misused wine, After the Tuscan...listed, On Circe's island fell : (who knows not Circe, The daughter of the sun, whose charmed cup Whoever tasted, lost his upright shape, And downward fell...

..." warbling charms."8 The great hero of Homeric song is also represented in the company of Circe, " The daughter of the Sun, whose charmed cup Whoever tasted lost his upright shape ;* ^H^ih. , ',/,t ,...' '''_' for his companions, her victims, stand around, their heads changed "...

...or i From old or modern bard, in hall or bowe Bacchus, that first from out the purple grape Crushed the sweet poison of misused wine, After the Tuscan...listed, On Circe's island fell : (Who knows not Circe, The daughter of the Sun, whose charmed cup Whoever tasted lost his upright shape, And downward fell...

...That fancy can beget on youthful thoughts." Here is the true Circean cup — " Who knows not Circe, The daughter of the sun, whose charmed cup Whoever...lost his upright shape, And downward fell, into a grovelling swine ?" Or her son Comus " Offering to every weary traveller His orient liquor in a crystal...

...out the purple grape Crush'd the sweet poison of misused wine, After the Tuscan mariners transform'd, dsworth grovelling swine ?) This nymph, that gaz'd upon his clustering locks With ivy berries wreath'd, and...

...effects quite the reyerse of those wrought by the cup of her sister Circe— " Who knows not Circe, The daughter of the Sun, whose charmed cup "Whoever...tasted, lost his upright shape, And downward fell into a grovelling swine V Soon as the potion works, their human countenance, Th- express resemhlance of the...