THE UTV TOURS DIARIES

Thy toddler breast a like passion present’d; Even now in my arms (an ever-satisfying load) Or at my knee, by Phoenix wouldst thou stand; No food was grateful but from Phoenix’ hand.[210] I move my watchings o’er thy helpless yrs, The tender labours, the compliant cares, The gods (I thought) reversed their difficult decree, And Phoenix felt a