“ARTEMIS”
“”A thing of beauty is a joy for ever” ~ Keats
Its loveliness increases; it will never
Pass into nothingness; but still will keep
A bower quiet for us, and a sleep
Full of sweet dreams, and health, and quiet breathing.
Therefore, on every morrow, are we wreathing
A flowery band to bind us to the earth,
Spite of despondence, of the inhuman dearth
Of noble natures, of the gloomy days,
Of all the unhealthy and o'er-darkened ways
Made for our searching: yes, in spite of all,
Some shape of beauty moves away the pall
From our dark spirits. Such the sun, the moon,
Trees old, and young, sprouting a shady boon
For simple sheep; and such are daffodils
With the green world they live in; and clear rills
That for themselves a cooling covert make
'Gainst the hot season; the mid forest brake,
Rich with a sprinkling of fair musk-rose blooms:
And such too is the grandeur of the dooms
We have imagined for the mighty dead;
All lovely tales that we have heard or read:
An endless fountain of immortal drink,
Pouring unto us from the heaven's brink.
— Book I, lines 1-24
Artemis is the goddess of
the wilderness, wild animals,
nature, vegetation, childbirth, and care of children.
In later times, Artemis was also identified with Selene, the personification of the Moon.
Artemis was often said to roam the forests and mountains, attended by her entourage of nymphs. The goddess Diana is her Roman equivalent. Never resentful, always peaceful and powerful.
