Next this, the eye the art of Vulcan leads Deep through fair forests, and a length of meads, And stalls, and folds, and scatter’d cots between; And fleecy flocks, that whiten all the scene.Iliad 18.47 · Iliad · 18
Iliad 18.47
Iliad · translated by Alexander Pope
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