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"Sappho and Phaon", by Mary Robinson, [1796],

Ii. The Temple Of Chastity.

High on a rock, coaeval with the skies,

A Temple stands, reard by immortal powrs

To Chastity divine! ambrosial flowrs

Twining round icicles, in columns rise,

Mingling with pendent gems of orient dyes!

Piercing the air, a golden crescent towrs,

Veild by transparent clouds; while smiling hours

Shake from their varying wings--celestial joys!

The steps of spotless marble, scatterd oer

With deathless roses armd with many a thorn,

Lead to the altar. On the frozen floor,

Studded with tear-drops petrified by scorn,

Pale vestals kneel the Goddess to adore,

While Love, his arrows broke, retires forlorn.