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O friend! forgive me, that I thus fulfil

Permit me now, belov'd of Jove ! to steep
(Reitoring HcEor) Heaven's unquestion’d will. My careful temples in the dew of seep:
The gifts the father gave be ever thine, For, since the day that number'd with the dead
To grace thiy manes, and adorn thy thrine. My hapless fon, the dust has been my bed;

Ho faid, and ent'ring, took his icat of fate, Soft Sleep a stranger to my weeping eyes,
Where full Lefore him rev'rend Priam fate : My only food, my forrors and my fighs!
To whom, compos'd, the godlike chief begun- Till now, encourag'd by the grace you give,
Lo, to thy Fray'r ieftor’d thy breathlefs fon; I thare thy banquct, and content to live.
Extended on the fun'ral couch he lics :

With that Achilles bade prepare the bed,
And, soon as morning paints the castern skics, With purple soft, and shaggy carpets fpread;
The fight is granted to thy longing eyes. Forth by the flaming lights they bend their w37,
But now the peaceful hours of facred night And place the couches, and the cor'rings lay.
Demand retection, and to rest invite :

Then he: Now, father, sleep, but ileep not bere;
Nor thou, O father, thus confuind with woe, Consult thy safety, and forgive my fear;
The common cares that nourish life forego. Left any Argive (at this hour awake,
Not thus did Niobe, of form divine,

To ask our counsel, or our orders taku),
A parent once, whose sorrows equall'd thine : Approaching sudden to our open 'd tent,
Six youthful fons, as many blooming maids, Perchance bchold tice, and our grace prevent.
In one tad day beheld ihe Stygian fhades; Should such report thy honour'd perfon here,
Thele by Apollo's silver bou were taip, The king of men the ranton might difer;
Thefe Cynthia's arrows stretch'd upon the plain.

But lay, with specd, it aught of thy desire
So was her pride chastis'd by wrath divine, Remains unaik'd? what tiine the rites require
Who match'd her own with bright Latona's line! T’inter thv Hector ?: For fo long we stay
But tivo the goddess, tweive the queen enjoy'd : Our flaught'ring aim, and bid the hofts obev.
Thole boafed twelve th'avenging tivo destroy’d. If then ihy will permit (the monarch faid)
Steep'ų in their blood and in the dust out. To finish all due honours to the dead,

This of thy grace accord: to thee are known
Nine days negleéted lay expos d the dead; The fears of llion, clos'd within her town,
None by to weep them, to inhume them ucne, And at what diltance from her walls aspire
For Jore had turn'd the nation all to stone : The hills of Ide, and forests for the firc.
The gods themselves, at length relenting, give Nine days to rent our forrows I requeft,
Th'unhappy race the honours of a grave. The tenth thall see the fun'ral and ine fcaft:
Herself a rock (for such was Heaven's high will) | The next to raise his monument be given;
Thro' deiarts wild now pours a weeping rill: The incitib we war, if war be dcom'd by Hearea!
Where round the bed whence Achelous springs, This thy request, replied the chief, enjoy!
The wat'ry fairies dance in mazy rings; Till then our arms sutjyind the fall of Troy.
There high on Sipylus's faggr brow 2
She stands her own lad monument of woc;
The rock for cverlafis, the tears for over How.

16. Delcription of Jupiler. Such griefs, o king! have other parents HE (pukie, and awful bends his fable brows; known;

Shakes , the Remember theirs, and mitigate thy own.

nod, The care of Heaven thy Hector has appear’d,

The stamp of fate, and fauction of the God: Nor shall he lie wwept and uninterrd;

High heaven with trembling the dread signaliook, Soon may thy aged cliccks in tears be drown'd,

And all Olympus to the centre fhook. And all the cves of Lion fircarn around.

He faid, and rising, close the victim ewe With Glver fleece, which his attendants llew.


17. Awful Defeription of the Deities erzeugt The limbs they fever from the reeking hide,

in ibc Combat. With skill prepare them, and in parts (livide :

BUT when the pow’rs descending swell'da de
Each on the cools the sep'rate rrorfeld lays,

And hafty thatches from the rising blaze. Then tumult role; fierce rage and pale affright
With bread the glittring canisters they load, Varied cach facc; tiren discord founds alarm»,
Which round the board Automedon beflow'd; Earth echocs, and the nations rush to arms.
The chief himfulf to cach his portion plac'd, Now thro' the trembling shores Minerva cells,
And each indulging hard in iweet repaft. And now she thunders from the Grecian walls.
When now the rage of hunger was repreft, Vars hov'ring o'er his Trow, his terror throuds
The wond'ring hero eyes his royal guest; In gloomy temperts, and a night of clouds :
No less the royal gucst the hero eyes,

Now thro' each. Trojan heart he fury polls
His godlike aspect, and majestic fize;

With voice divine from llion's topmost cow'rs; Here, youthful grace and noble fire engage ;

Now thouts to Simois, from her beauteous hill; And there, the mild benerolence of age. Tlic mountains hook, t'ic iapid ftream ftood fil. Tius yazing long, the silence neither broke,

Above, the fire of and his thunder rolls, (A for mu fünc!) at length the father spoke : And pcals on peals redoubled rend the poles.

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Beneath, stern Neptune shakes the solid ground Not with more case the skilful shepherd rivain
The forests wave, the mountains rod around Collects his flock from thousands on the plain.
Thro' all their summits tremble Ida's woods,
And from their sources boil her hundred floods.
Troy's turrets totter on the rocking plain ;

And the toss’d natives beat the heaving main.
Deep in the dismal regions of the dead,

§ 19. Uljas on a defolate Island-The Cors Th'infernal monarch rear'd his horrid head;

ajfe mble, and stiid Mercury to Calypso, 10 procure Leap'd from his throne, lest Neptune's arm

bis Liberty. ---Description of the Morning; the should lay

defient of Mercury, and the Grotto of the Garius, His dark dominions open to the day,

most admirably painted. And pour in light on Pluto's drear abodes,


"HE faffron morn, with early blushes spread, Abhorr'd by men, and dreadful even to gods., Now role refulgent from Tithonus' bed;

With new-born day to gladden mortal fight, § 18. Defiription of the Grecian Army wben Then met th' eternal fynod of the sky,

And gild the courts of heaven with sacred light. marcbing ogainst the Trojans.

Before thc God who thunders from on high, -THE monarch issued his commands ; Supreme in migiit, fublime in majesty.

Straight the loud heralds call the gath’ring | Pallas to their deplores th’unequal fates

Of wife Ulviles, and liis toils relates :
The chiefs inclose their king; the hosts divide, Her hero's danger touch'd the pitying poiv'r,
In tribes and nations rank'd on either side. The nyinpli's seducements, and the magic tow'r.
High in the midft the blue-eyed virgin fies; Thus the began her plaint: Immortal Jovel
From rank to rank the darts her ardent eyes;


who fill the blissful seats above!
The dreadfulægis, Jove's immortal shield, Ler kings no more with gentle mercy fivay,
Blaz’d on her arm, and lighten'd all the field; Or bless a people willing to obey,
Round the vast orb an hundred ferpents rollid,

But cruth the nations with an iron rod, Form the bright fringe, and seenid to burn in And every monarch be the scourge of God; gold.

If from your thoughts Ulyffes you remove, With this each Grecian's manly breast the warms, Who ruíd his subjects with a father's lovc. Swells their bold hearis, and strings their nervous Solc in an ille, encircled by the main,

Abandon's, banith'd from his native reign,
No more they sigh, inglorious, to return, Unblest he fighs, detain’d by lawless charms,
But breathe revenge, and for the combat burn. And press'd unwilling in Calypso's arms.
As on some mountain, thro' the lofty grove,

Nor friends are there, nor velels to convey,
The crackling fames ascend, and blaze above ; Nor oars to cut th’immeasurable way.
The fires expanding as the winds arisc,

And now fierce traitors, studious to destroy
Shoot thcir long beams, and kindle half the skies: His only fon, their ambulh'd fraud employ,
So from the polith'd arins, and brazen thields, Who, pious, following his great father's fame,
A gleamy fplendour flaili'd along the fields. To facred Pylos and to Sparta came. [forms
Not lets their number than th'cmbodied crancs, What words are these (replied the pow'r who
Or milk-white fwans in Afius' wat’ry plains, The clouds of night, and darkens heaven with
That o'er the windings of Cayster's tprings

Is 't not already in thy foul decreed, [storms)? Stretch their long necks, and clap their rustling The chief's return fail make the guilty bleed? wings;

What cannot wisdom de? Thou may ft rettore Now tow'r aloft, and course in airy rounds; The fon in lafety io his native Thore : Now light with noise; with noise the field re- While the fell foes, who late in ambush lay, founds,

With fraud defeated, mcature back their way. Thus num'rous and confus'd, extending wide, Then thus to Hermes the command was given: The legions crowd Scamander's How'ry side; Hermes, thou chofen melsenger of heaven! With rushing troops the plains are cover'd o'er, Go, to the nymph be the our orders borne : And thund'ring footsteps shake the founding fhore: 'Tis Jove's decree Ulyties snall return : Along the river's leyei meads they stand, The patient man fhall view his old abodes, Thick as in fpring the flow'rs adorn the land, Nor help'd by inortal hard, nor guiding gods; Or leaves the trees; or thick as insects play, In twice ten days thall fertile Scheria find, The wand'ring natio: of a summer's day, Alone, and floating to the wave and wind. That drawn by milky tteams, at ev'ning hours, The bold Phæacians there, whose haughty line In gather'd swarms turround the rural bow'rs : Is mix'd with gods, half human, half Jivine, From pail to pail with busy murmur run

The chief thall honour as fome hcavenly guest, The gilded legions, glite’ring in the sun. And swift transport him to his place of rest. Sothrong'd, fo clole, the Grecian squadrons Nood, His vessels loaded with a pientious ltore In radiant arms, and thirst for Trojan blood. Of brass, of vestures, and resplendent ore ; Each leader now his scatter'd force conjoins (A richer prize than if his joyful ille In close array, and furis the deep'ning lives. Receiv'd him charg'd with Thion's noble spoil).


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His friends, his country, he shall see, though laro; Instant her circling wand the goddess waves,
Such is our fovereign will, and such is fate. To hoys transforins 'cm, and the sty receives.
He spoke. The God who mounts the winged No more was teen the human form divine,

Head, face, and inembers brittle into fivine:
Fast to his feet the golden pinions binds, Still, curtt with fenfe, their minds remain alone,
That high through ficids of air his fight fustain And their own voice affrights them when they
O'er the wide carth, and o’cr the boundless main. groan.
He gralps the wand that cautes sccp to fly,
Or in fött slumbers fcals the wakeful eye:
Then shoots from hcaven to high Pieria's ftcep,

§ 21. The Enchantments of en iedle Life, and the And stoops incumbent on the rolling dcep.

Evils that alloni a Course of Inactivity to

Pleafure, allrgorically représenied in the Sto; of
So watry fowl, that seck their fishy food,

tbc Sirens and their song.
With wings expanded o'er the foaming food,
Now failing finuoth the level surface fivcep, NEXT, where the Sirens dwell, you plough
Now dip their pinions in the bring deep,

the feas;
Thus o'er the world of waters Horincs few, Their song is death, and makes destruction picale.
Till now the distant illand rofe in view:

Uubleft the man whom pulic wins to riay Then swift ascending from the azu wave,

Nigh the cuff thore, and litten to the lay; He took the path that winded to the care.

No more that wretch full view the joys of life

, Large was the grot in which the nymph he found His blooming offspring, or his beauteous wife

! (Thefair-hair’dnymph withicvery beautycrownd). In verdant meads they sport

, and wide around She sat and lung; the rocks retound her lays;

Lic human bones that whiten all the ground; The cave was brighten'd with a riling blaze :

The ground polluted foats with human gøres Cedar and frankincente, an o'rous pile,

And human carnage taints the drcadful hore. Flam'd on the hearth, and wide perfum d theille: Fly swift the dang rous coast; let every'car While the with work and long the time divides, Be ftopp'd againit the song ! 'tis death to hear And thro' the loom the golden shuttle guides.

Firm to the inalt with chains thytelf be bound, Without the grot a various sylvan scene

Nor truit thy virtue to th' enchanting found. Appear'd around, and groves of living green;

If, mad with trantport, freedom thou demand,
Poplars and alders ever quiv’ring play'd,

Be every fetter ftrain d, and added band to band.
And nodding cypress form'd a fragrant shade;
On whose high branches, waving with the storm, $ 22. The Song rubiis ihe Sirmius alliefs o U? Fs
Tuc birds of broadeft wing their mansion form,
Tie chough, the sca-mew, the loquacious crow,

OH stay, o pride of Greece! Ulysses, stay!

Oh cealc thy courte, and listen to our iay! A id scream aloft, and skim the deeps below.

Blett is the man ordain'd our voice to hcar, Depending vines thc thciving cavern screen,

The fong instructs the fout, and chains the car. With purple clusters blushing thro' the green.

Approach! the foul thall into raptures rite! Four limpid fountains from the citf dinil

, 1 And ev'ry fountain pours a scv'ral rill,

Approach' and learn new wisdom from the vie!

We know whate'cr the kings of mighty name In mazy windings wand'ring down the hill:

Achiev'd at Ilion in the field of fame; Where blooming meads with vivid greens were

Whato'er beneath the sun's bright journey lics

O ftay, and learn new windom froin the witë i
And glowing violets throw odours round.
A lcene where if a god thould cast his fight,
A god might gaze, and wander with delight!

§ 23.

Relation of ibe Dog Argas, with the Joy touch'd the meslenger of heaven : he stay'd,

Cremjiunces of bis kroving te voleo
Entranc'), and all the blissful haunt furvey d.

Him, ent’ing in the cave, Calypso knew,
For jiw’rs celestial to each other's view THUS, near the gates conferring as they drews
Stand itill confcit, tho' diftant tar they lie,

Argus, the doz, his ancient master knew;
Or habitants of carth, or fca, or sky.

He, not unconscious of the voice, and tread,

Lifts to the found his ear, and rears his head.
But sad Ulyfies, by himself apart,
Pour'd the big forrows of his swelling heart;

Bred by Ulysses, nourish'd at his board,
All on the lonely thore he fat to weep,

But, ah! not fated long to picate his lord ! And roll'd his cyes around the restless deep;

To him, his swiftness and his firength were tale ;
Tow'rd his lov'd coast he roli’d his eyes in vain, The voice of glory call d him o'er the main.
Till, dimmd with rising grief, e'rey stream'd again. Till then in ev'ry sylvan chace renown'd,

With Argus, Argus, rung the woods around ;
The Corfequences of Sensuality pointed out or trac'd the many lev'ret v'er the lawn.

With him the youth pursued the goat or fawn, $ 20.

by the Siry of Circe's frafting the Companions Now left to man's ingratitude he lay,
of Ulles, and turning them into Swine.

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He knew his lord; he knew, and strove to meet, The branch here bends beneath the weighty pear; In vain be strove to crawl, and kits his fect; And Verdant olives fiourith round the year. Yet (all he could) his tail, his cars, his cyes The balmy fjirit of the western gale Salute his master, and confcis his joys.

Eternal breathes on fruits untaught to fail : Soft picy touch'd the mighty master's soul; Each dropping pear a following pear supplies, And down his check a tear unbiddun stole, On apples appies, figs on figs arise; Stole unpercciv'd; he turn'd his head, and dried The same mild seafon gives the blooms to blow, The drop humane: then thus impatrioa'd cried: The buds to harden, and the fruits to grow. What noble beast in this abandon'd state

Here order'd vines in equal ranks appear, Lies here all helpless at Clyfies' gate?

With all th’united labours of the year; His bulk and beauty lpeak no vulgar praise;

Some to upload the fertile branches run, If as he feems he was in better days,

Sonic dry the black’ning clusters in the fun. Some carc his age deferves : or was he priz'd

Others to tread the liquid harveft join,
For worthless heauty, therefore now dcipis d? The groaning p:efles foam with floods of wine.
Such dogs and men there ara, mere things of state, Here are the vines in early flow'r defcried,
And always cherith'd by their friends, the great. And there in autuma's richest purple dyed.

Here grapes discolour'd on the funny-side,
Not Argus fo (Eumæus thus rejoin'd),
But ferv'd a matter of a nobler hind,

Bcds of all various herbs, for ever groen, Who never, never shall behold him inore ! In beauteous order terminate the scene. Long, long since perilh'd on a distant shore !

Two plenteous fountains the whole prospect Oh had you seen him, vig'rous, boid, and young,

crown'd : Swift as a stag, and as a lion trong;

This thro’the gardens lcads its stream around, Him no fell savage on the plain with stood,

Visies each plant, and waters all the ground; None scap'd him, bofom'd in the gloomy wood;

While that in pipes beneath the palace Hows, His eye how piercing, and his fcent how truc

And thence its current on the town bestows: To wind the vapour in the tainted dew!

To various use their various Itreams they bring, Such, when Ulviles left his natal coast;

The people one, and one supplies the king.
Now years unnerve him, and his lord is loft!
The women keep the gen’ious crcature bare,
A llcek and idle race is all their care:
The master yone, the servants what restrains ? § 26. UV/es' arrf: Address to the Queen and
Or dwells humanity where riot reigns?

Court of Alcinous.
Jove fix'd ir ccriain, that whatever dav
Makes man a llave, takes half his worth away.


AUGHTER of great Rhexenor! (thus began, This faid, the honest herdiinan strode before : Low at her knces, the much enduring man) The muling monarch pausis at the door: To thce, thy confort, and his roval train, The dog whom fare had granted to behold

To all that ihare the bleflings of your reign, His lord, when twenty tedious years had rollid, A fuppliant bends: oh pity human woc! Takes a last look, and having seen him, dies;

"Tis ivhat the happy to th' unhappy owe. So clos d for ever faithful Argus' cyes!

d wretched exile to his country fend,
Long worn with griefs, and long without a friend.

So may the gods your better days increase, § 24. Addvice of Pallas to Ulyffes, before be goes So reign for ever on your country's breast,

And all your joys descend on all your race; to the Court of the Ph.cucians.

Your people blefling, by your people bleft! MY task is done; the manfion you require Then to the genial carih le bow'd his face,

Appears before you : cnter and adinire. And huinbled in the athes took his place. High-thron dand feaiting there thou shalt behold The scopter d rulers. Fear not, but be bold: Silence ensued. The cldest first began, A decent boldnets ever meets with friends, Echenous fage, a venerable man ! Succeeds, and even a stringer recommends. Whole well-taught mind the pretent age furpassa,

And join'd to that th' experience of the latt.

Fit words attended on his weighty ferie, § 25. Pompous Desiription of the royal Garden And mild perfuafion flow'd in eloquence. of the Phæacians.

O lyht (he cricd) dishonest and unjust!

A guett, a stranger, fcated in the dust! CLOSE to the gates a spacious garden lies, To raise a lonely fuppliant from the ground

From storms defended and inclement skies: Befits a monarch. Lo! the peers around Four acres was th'allotted space of ground, But wait thy word, the gentle guest to grace, Fenc'd with a green inclosure all around. And feat him fair in fome di tinguith'd place. Tall thriving trees confess'd the fruitful mold; Let first the herald due libation pay The redd’ning apple ripens here to gold; To Jove, who guides the wand'rer on his way; Here the blue fig with luscious juice o‘erflows; Then set the genial banquet in his view, With deeper red the full pomegranate glows; And give the Itranger-guest a stranger's due.

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§ 27. Ulysses left seated with Alcinoids and bis ''Twas nighr; and, cover'd in the foliage deep,

green; jbe diiovering the Garment tha! was Jove plung'd my senses in the death of fleep.
lent him by Nausicaa, quistions him on ibu all night I flept, oblivious of my pain;
Huad; upon avch be discloses ibe Truth; and Aurora dawa 'd, and Phæbus thin'd in vain :
wbile be pruife's Nauficiu, zifully throws in Nor till oblique he llop'd his evening ray,
a Compliment on her Murly; and concludes Had Somnus dried the balmy dews away.
with a Sentence, in proof of bis Attachment to Then female voices from the shore I heard:
Tiub, and bis Auborrience of a Lye.

A maid ainidst them goddess-like appear'd:

To her I sucd, she pitied my distrets;
THE queen, on nearer view, der guest furrey'd like thee in beauty, nor in virtue less,
Rob'd in the garments her own hands had Who from such youth could hope consid rate cared
made ;

In youth and beauty wisdom is but raie!
Nyt without wonder seen. Then thus began, She gave me life, reliev'd with just supplies
Her words addressing to the godlike man : My wants, and lent those robes that strike you

Cam'lt thou not hither, wondrous stranger ! say,
From lands remote, and o'er a length of Ica ? This is the truth ; and, ( ye pow'rs on high!
Tell then whence art thou: whence that princely Forbid that want thould fink me to a lye.
And robes like these, fo recent and so fair? (air

Hard is the tafk, O princois ! you impofu,
(Thus fighing spoke the man of many wocs)

§ 28. Ulyffis at the Pbæacian Games.
The long, the mournful series to relate INCENS'D Ulysses with a frown replies,
Of all my sorrows, sent by Heaven and fate ! O forward to proclaim thy foul unwise !
Yet what you ask, attend. An jiland lics With partial hands the gods their gifts diipenfe :
Beyond thiese tracts, and under other ikius, Some greatly think, somc speak with manly tente;
Ogygia nam'd in Occan's wat ry arms,

Here Heaven an elegance of form denies,
Where dwells Calypso, dreadful in her charms! But wisdom the defect of form fupplies:
Rernote from gods or men the holds her reign, This man with energy of thought controuls,
Amid the terrors of the rolling main.

And steals witli modcít violence our souls; Me, only me, the hand of fortune bore,

He speaks referv'dly, but he speaks with force,
Unblett! to tread that interdicted shore:

Nor can one word be chang'd but for a worie ;
When Jove, tremendous in the fable deeps, In public more than mortal he appears,
Launch'd his red lightning at our scatter'd thips: And as he moves the gazing crowd reveres.
Then, all my sleet and all my follwers lost, While others, beauteous as th'ethereal kind,
Sole on a plank, on boiling durges tost, The nobler portion want, a knowing mind.
Herven drove my wreck tli Ogygian ille to find, In outward show Heaven gives thee to excel,
Full nine days floating to the wave and wind. But Heaven denies the praise of thinking well.
Met by the goddess there with open arıns, Ill bear the brave a rude ungovern d tongue,
She buil'd my stay with more than human charms; And, youth, my gen'rous foul resents the wrong.
Nay promis'd, rainly promis’d, to bestow Skilld in heroic exercise, I claim
Immortal life, excinpt from age and woe. A post of honour with the fons of fame;
But all her blandithments successless prove, Such was my boast, while vigour crown'd my dars;
To banih from my breast my country's love. Now care surrounds me, and my force decays ;
I itay reluctant feven continued years,

Inur'd a melancholy part to bear,
Aud water her ambrosial couch with tears. In scenes of death, by tempest and by war.
The eighth, the voluntary moves to part, Yet thus by woes impair'd, no more I wave
Or urg'd by Jove, or her own changeful heart. To prove the hero-lander stings the brave.
A roft was form’d to cross the surging fea; Then, ftriding forward with a furious bound,
Herself supplied the stores and rich array, He wrench'd a rocky fragment to the ground:
And gave the gales to waft me on the way. By far more pond'rous, and more huge by far,
Jon seventeen days appear'd your pleasing coast, Than what Phæacia's fons discharg'd in air.
And woody mountains half in vapours loft. Fierce from his arm th' enormous load he fings;


fuul : foul was joy'd in vain, Sonorous thro' the shaded air it sings;
For angry Neptune rous'u the raging main; Couch'd to the carth, tempestuous as it Hics,
The wild winds whistle, and the billows roar;

The crowd gaze upwards while it cleaves the skies.
Th: Iplitting raft the furious tempests tore; Beyond all marks with inany a giúdy round
And storms vindictive intercept the shore. Down-rushing, it upturns a hill of ground,
Soon as their rage subsides, the seas I brave Then thus aloud (clate with decent pride)
With naked force, and shoot along the wave, Riso, ye l'hæacians, try your force, he cried;
To riach this ifle : but there my hopes were loft, If with this throw the strongeli cafter vie,
The surge impelld me on a craggy coait. Still, further ftill, I bid the discus fly.
I chose the fafcr fua, and chanc'd to find

Stand forth, ye champions who the gauntlet wield,
A river's mouth imp-rvious to the wind, Or you, the switieft racers of the field!
And clear of rocks. I fiinted by the flood; Stand forth, ye wreitlers whothese pastimes grace!
Then took the shelier vi the neighbouring wood. I wild the gauntlci, and I run the race.


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