Ganymede
A somber dome protected fondly from the heights
Of solitude by hawkish eyes was found at length
By Jupiter in his relentless storm of lights.
In there lay, hidden from all view, a youth whose strength
And beauty could ensorcel any heart and spark long fights
Among all those who’d lay their eyes
Upon a gem which all restraint defies.
The master of the heavens, in a show of skill,
Engulfed the tower in a ceaseless rain of gold
To kidnap fair-eyed Ganymede and then, at will,
To bring this shepherd to Olympus, in a bold
Attempt his fondest wishes to fulfill.
And thus, borne high on eagle’s wings,
A lad outdid the fame of kings.
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