Lord Phoibos, when the goddess, lady Leto, bore you,
Clasping a palm tree in her slender hands,
You the most beautiful of immortals, beside the wheel-round lake,
Then all of boundless Delos was filled
With an ambrosial scent; the huge earth laughed,
And the deep waters of the hoary sea rejoiced.
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Poem topics: beautiful, sea, tree, earth, deep, huge, lady, wheel, I love you, I miss you, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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