Approach with reverence. There are those within,
Whose dwelling-place is Heaven. Daughters of Jove,
From them flow all the decencies of Life;
Without them nothing pleases, Virtue's self
Admired not loved; and those on whom They smile,
Great though they be, and wise and beautiful,
Shine forth with double lustre.
Whose dwelling-place is Heaven. Daughters of Jove,
From them flow all the decencies of Life;
Without them nothing pleases, Virtue's self
Admired not loved; and those on whom They smile,
Great though they be, and wise and beautiful,
Shine forth with double lustre.
