Portray to us thy gorgeous fane, Where Melian lovers thronged to seek Thine aid, Love's paradise to gain; And where, as in the saffron east, Day's jewelled gates were open flung, With stately pomp the attendant priest Drew back the veil before thee hung; And when the daring kiss of morn, Empurpling, made thy charms more fair, Sweet strains from unseen minstrels borne Awoke from dreams the perfumed air.

[Footnote 2: Diagoras the Melian, having attacked the popular religion and the Eleusinian mysteries, had a price set on his head, and left Athens B.C. 411.