After they burst their mortal shell; A region that in the deepest shade is, And known by the classical name of Hades, — Now having a heart uncommonly stout, And then he played so remarkably fine And still Sir Orpheus chanted his song, 66 Eurydice! Eurydice!" He cried as loud as loud could be ; Kept it up till the lady heard, And came with joy to meet her lord. A STORY TOLD BY MERCURY TO ARGUS. THERE was a certain nymph whose name was Syrinx, - much beloved by the satyrs and spirits of the wood. She favored none of them, for she was a faithful worshipper of Diana, and followed the chase. Pan, meeting her one day, wooed her with many compliments, likening her to Diana of the silver bow. Without stopping to hear him, she ran away; but on the bank of a river he overtook her. She called for help on her friends, the water-nymphs, who heard and saved her; for when Pan threw his arms around what he supposed to be the form of the nymph, he found only a tuft of reeds. As he breathed a sigh, the air sounded through the reeds, and produced a plaintive melody. Whereupon, the god, charmed with the novelty and with the sweet ness of the music, said, “Thus, then, at least, you shall be mine." Taking some of the reeds of unequal lengths, and placing them together side by side, he made an instrument, and called it Syrinx in honor of the nymph. NOTE. This instrument is also called the Pandean Pipes. A MUSICAL INSTRUMENT. MRS. BROWNING. I. What was he doing, the great god Pan, Spreading ruin and scattering ban, Splashing and paddling with hoofs of a goat With the dragon-fly on the river? II. He tore out a reed, the great god Pan, III. High on the shore sate the great god Pan, And hacked and hewed as a great god can IV. He cut it short, did the great god Pan, Then drew the pith like the heart of a man Then notched the poor, dry, empty thing In holes as he sate by the river. V. "This is the way," laughed the great god Pan, (Laughed while he sate by the river!) "The only way since gods began To make sweet music, they could succeed." Then dropping his mouth to a hole in the reed, He blew in power by the river! VI. Sweet, sweet, sweet, O Pan, Piercing sweet by the river! VII. Yet half a beast is the great god Pan The true gods sigh for the cost and the pain The musical instrument most used by the Greeks was the lyre, to which frequent allusions are made by all poets. The origin of this famous instrument is of course mythical, and is very prettily told by James Russell Lowell in the following poem: THE FINDING OF THE LYRE. There lay upon the ocean's shore A year and more, with rush and roar, Had played with it, and flung it by, |