How happy, by my mother's side, Vain of my drapery's rich brocade, ARGUMENT. IoN, the son of Apollo, but yet ignorant of his origin, had been brought up from infancy in the temple of Delphi, which it was his daily task to keep free from pollution. The following Ode is his Morning Song. EURIP. ION. 82. DRAWN by flaming steeds, the Sun Delphians that with Phoebus dwell, To Castalia's silvery well Speed your limbs at dawn to lave In the pure and dewy wave : Thus with bow and arrows chase Was thine infant verdure nurst, |