Perseus and Andromeda

At last alighting mid the foam, the bold
Medusa's and the monster's conqueror Knight,
Streaming with bloody spume of horrid sight,
Bears off the virgin with the locks of gold.

On Chrysaor's brother, steed of heavenly mould,
That neighs, and paws the sea in mad despite,
He seats the dear one, shamed, of desperate plight,
Who laughs and sobs within his arms' strong fold.

He clasps her close. Round them the surges beat.
She raises feebly to the croup her feet
A wandering billow kisses as they fly;

But Pegasus, inflamed by ocean's stings,
With one bound rising at the Hero's cry,
Sweeps the dazed heavens with his fiery wings.