XVI.

For a Statue of the Heavenly Aphrodite.

Aphrodite stands here; she of heavenly birth; Not that base one who's wooed by the children of earth. 'Tis a goddess; bow down. And one blemishless all, Chrysogonè, placed her in Amphicles' hall: Chrysogonè's heart, as her children, was his, And each year they knew better what happiness is. For, Queen, at life's outset they made thee their friend; Religion is policy too in the end.