Kingsley was an extremely versatile man, Wikipedia lists him as "broad church priest of the Church of England, a university professor, social reformer, historian and novelist.
He is particularly associated with Christian socialism, the working men's college, and forming labour cooperatives that failed but led to the working reforms of the progressive era. He was a friend and correspondent with Charles Darwin.
In an Illuminated Missal. The Poetry of a Root Crop.
Andromeda and Other Poems
A New Forest Ballad. A Parable from Liebig. The Sands of Dee. The Day of the Lord. A Thought from the Rhine.
On the Death of a Certain Journal. She would have shrieked for their mercy ; but shame made her dumb ; and their eyeballs. Stared on her careless and still, like the eyes in the house of the idols.
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Seeing they saw not, and passed, like a dream, on the murmurinr, ripple. Stunned by the wonder, she gazed, wide-eyed, as the glory departed. Modern poems on classical themes, indifferently as we are gene- rally disposed to think of them, seem to answer one purpose. Pre- senting the story in a naked way,—for the concomitants or fillings-up are mostly modern,—the imitation brings out more forcibly the depraved morality, the gross sentiments, and the hor- rible superstitions of ancient Pagan society.
What can be more shocking than this case of Andromeda? Queen before whom the Immortals arise, as she comes on Olympus, Out of the chamber of gold, which her son Hephtestos has wrought her.
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Such in her stature and eyes, and the broad white light of her forehead. Stately she came from her place, and she spoke in the midst of the people.
Pure are my hands from blood ; most pure this heart in my bosom. Yet one fault I remember this day: Watching my child at her bath, as she plunged in the joy of her girlhood, Fairer I called her in pride than Atergati, queen of the ocean. Judge ye if this be my sin, for I know none other. Answered the dark-browed priests, ' No word, once spoken, returneth, Even if uttered unwitting. Shall gods excuse our rashness? That which is done, that abides ; and the wrath of the sea is against us ; Hers, and the wrath of her brother, the Sun-god, lord of the sheepfolds.
Andromeda, and other poems. (Book, ) [theranchhands.com]
Fairer than her heat thou boasted thy. What shall be likened to gods? The unknown, who deep in the darkness Ever abide, twyformed, many-handed, terrible, shapeless. We to the queen ; for the land is defiled, and the people accursed. Take thou her therefore by night, though ill-starred Cassiopreia, Take her with us in the night, when the moon sinks low to the westward; Bind her aloft for a victim, a prey for the gorge of the monster, Far on the sea-girt rock, which is washed by the surges for ever.