Diana of the Hunt
By Forceythe Willson
All can see, in the shining places,
Vestiges of her classic graces;
Where her footsteps, fleet and stark,
Have beautifully embossed the dark.
We know indeed, that the stately and golden
Antlers, hunters and heroes olden,
Wood-nymph, satyr, and sylvan faun.—
Goddess and stag, are gone!—all gone!
But still,—as strange as it may appear,—
Sometimes when the nights are bright and clear,
The long-breathed hounds are heard to bay
Over the hills and far away!
And lovers who walk at Love’s high Noon,
See something flash in the light of the moon,
As a shining stag swept through the sky,
And the chase of the goddess were up, on high.
But be this as it may, in sooth,
It is only in the pursuit of Truth,
That the Soul shall overtake and possess
The most exalted Happiness.
The picture above was taken in the American wing of the Metropolitan Museum of Art in NYC. Diana, in Roman mythology, (known as Artemis in Greek mythology) was said to be the daughter of Zeus and Leto and within minutes of her own birth, she aided her mother with the birth of her twin brother, Apollon.