(I) PROMETHEUS 1- IT was the south : mid-everything, - Mid-land, mid-summer, noon ; - And deep within a limpid spring - The mirrored sun of June. - Splendour in freshness ! Ah, who stole - This sun, this fire, from heaven? - He holds it shining in his soul, - Prometheus the forgiven. (II) THETIS2- In her bright title poets dare - What the wild eye of fancy sees -- - Similitude -- the clear, the fair - Light mystery of images. - Round the blue sea I love the best - The argent foam played, slender, fleet ; - I saw -- past Wordsworth and the rest -- - Her natural, Greek, and silver feet.