Fragment From the Greek of Alcman

FROM THE GREEK OF ALCMAN

The mountain summits sleep: glens, cliffs, and caves
Are silent — all the black earth's reptile brood,
The bees, the wild beasts of the mountain wood:
In depths beneath the dark red ocean's waves
Its monsters rest, whilst, wrapt in bower and spray,
Each bird is hushed that stretched its pinions to the day.
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