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  Speaker 1: Book eleven, Part one of Ovid's Metamorphoses. This is a
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  Speaker 1: o work recording by Drew Altscheal. Metamorphoses by Publius Ovidius Naso,
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  Speaker 1: translated by brooks More, Book eleven, Part one. While with
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  Speaker 1: his songs Orpheus, the Bard of Thrace, allured the trees,
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  Speaker 1: the savage animals, and even the insensate rocks to follow him.
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  Speaker 1: Seconian matrons, with their raving beasts concealed in skins of
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  Speaker 1: forest animals, from the summit of a hill, observed him
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  Speaker 1: there a tuning love songs to a sounding harp. One
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  Speaker 1: of these women, as her tangled hair was tossed upon
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  Speaker 1: the light breeze, shouted, see here is the poet who
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  Speaker 1: is scorned our love. Then hurled her spear at the
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  Speaker 1: melodious mouth of Great Apollo's bard. But the spear's point
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  Speaker 1: aral in flight a garland of fresh leaves, made but
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  Speaker 1: a harmless bruise, and wounded not the weapon of another
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  Speaker 1: with a stone, which in the very air was overpowered
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  Speaker 1: by the true harmony of his voice and lyre, and
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  Speaker 1: so disabled lay before his feet as asking pardon for
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  Speaker 1: that vain attempt. The madness of such warfare then increased,
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  Speaker 1: All moderation was entirely lost, and a wild fury overcomes
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  Speaker 1: the right. Although their weapons would have lost all force,
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  Speaker 1: subjected to the power of Orpheus's harp, the clamorous discord
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  Speaker 1: of their boxwood pipes, the blaring of their horns, their
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  Speaker 1: tambourines and clapping hands, and bacchanalian yells with hideous discords
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  Speaker 1: drowned his voice and harp. At last, the stones that
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  Speaker 1: heard his song no more fell Crimson with the Thracian
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  Speaker 1: poet's blood. Before his life was taken. The Meynids turned
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  Speaker 1: their threatening hands upon the many birds which still were
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  Speaker 1: charmed by Orpheus as he sang, the serpents and the
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  Speaker 1: company of beasts, fabulous audience of the worship barred, And
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  Speaker 1: then they turned on him their blood stained hands, and
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  Speaker 1: flocked together swiftly as wild birds which by some chance
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  Speaker 1: may see the bird of night beneath the sun. And
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  Speaker 1: as the savage dogs rush on the doomed stag loosed
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  Speaker 1: some bright forenoon on blood sand of the amphitheater. They
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  Speaker 1: rushed against the bard with swift hurled thricey which adorn'd
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  Speaker 1: with emerald leaves, had not till then been used for cruelty.
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  Speaker 1: And some through clods, and others branches torn from trees,
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  Speaker 1: and others threw flint stones at him, and that no
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  Speaker 1: lack of weapons might restrain their savage fury. Then, not
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  Speaker 1: far from there, by chance they found some oxen, which
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  Speaker 1: turned up the soil with plowshares, And in fields near
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  Speaker 1: by were strong armed peasants, who, with eager sweat worked
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  Speaker 1: for the harvests as they dug hard fields. And all
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  Speaker 1: those peasants, when they saw the troop of French women,
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  Speaker 1: ran away and left their implements of labor thrown upon
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  Speaker 1: deserted fields, harrows and heavy rakes, and their long spades.
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  Speaker 1: After the savage mob had seized upon those implements and
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  Speaker 1: torn to pieces oxen marned with threatening horns, they hastened
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  Speaker 1: to destroy the harmless, barred, devoted Orpheus, and with impious hate,
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  Speaker 1: murdered him while his outstretched hands implored their mercy. The
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  Speaker 1: first and only time his voice had no persuasion, Oh
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  Speaker 1: Great Jupiter, through those same lips which had controlled the rock,
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  Speaker 1: which had overcome ferocious beasts. His life breathed forth parted
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  Speaker 1: in the air. The mournful birds, the stricken animals, the
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  Speaker 1: hard stones, and the weeping woods, All these that often
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  Speaker 1: had followed your inspiring voice bewailed your death. While trees
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  Speaker 1: drop their green leaves, mourning for you, as if they
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  Speaker 1: tore their hair. They say, sad rivers swell with their
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  Speaker 1: own tears. Naads and dryads with disheveled hair were garments
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  Speaker 1: of dark color. His torn limbs were scattered in strange places.
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  Speaker 1: Hebres then received his head and harp and wonderful. While
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  Speaker 1: his loved heart was floating down the stream. It mourned
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  Speaker 1: for him, beyond my power to tell. His tongue, though lifeless,
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  Speaker 1: uttered a mournful sound, and mournfully. The river's banks replied onward.
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  Speaker 1: Borne by the river to the sea, they left their
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  Speaker 1: native stream and reached the shore of Lesbos at Methymna. Instantly,
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  Speaker 1: a furious serpent rose to attack the head of Orpheus
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  Speaker 1: cast up on that foreign sand, the hair still wet
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  Speaker 1: with spray. Phoebus at last appeared and saved the head
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  Speaker 1: from that attack. Before the serpent could inflict a sting,
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  Speaker 1: he drove it off and hardened its wide jaws to
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  Speaker 1: rigid stone. Meanwhile, the fleeting shade of Orpheus had descended
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  Speaker 1: under earth, remembering now those regions that he saw when
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  Speaker 1: there before he sought Eurydice through fields frequented by the
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  Speaker 1: blest and when he found her and folded her in
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  Speaker 1: eager arms, then lovingly they wandered side by side, or
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  Speaker 1: he would follow when she chose to lead, or at
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  Speaker 1: another time he walked in front, looking back safely at Eurydasy.
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  Speaker 1: Bacchus would not permit the wickedness of those who slaughtered
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  Speaker 1: Orpheus to remain unpunished. Grieving for the loss of his
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  Speaker 1: loved Bard of sacred rites, at once he bound with
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  Speaker 1: twisted fruits the feet of every one of those Edonian
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  Speaker 1: women who had caused the crime of Orpheus's death. Their
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  Speaker 1: toes grew long. He thrust the sharp points in the
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  Speaker 1: solid earth, as when a bird entangled in a snare
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  Speaker 1: hid by the cunning fowler knows too late that it
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  Speaker 1: is held, then vainly beats its wings and fluttering only
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  Speaker 1: makes more tight the noose. With every struggle. So each
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  Speaker 1: woman fiend, whose feet were sinking in the soil when
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  Speaker 1: she attempted flight, was held by deepening roots. And while
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  Speaker 1: she looks down there her toes and nails and feet
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  Speaker 1: should be, she sees wood growing up from them and
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  Speaker 1: covering all her graceful legs. Full of delirious grief. Endeavoring
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  Speaker 1: to smite with right hand on her changing thigh, she
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  Speaker 1: strikes on solid oak. Her tender breasts and shoulders are
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  Speaker 1: transformed to rigid oak. You would declare that her extended
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  Speaker 1: arms are real branches of a forest tree, and such
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  Speaker 1: a thought would be the truth. And not content with this,
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  Speaker 1: Bacchus resolved to leave that land, and with a worthier train,
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  Speaker 1: went to the vineyards of his own Tumulus and to Pactolus.
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  Speaker 1: Though the river was not golden nor admired for precious sands,
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  Speaker 1: his usual throng of satyrs and of bacchanal surrounded him,
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  Speaker 1: but not Salenus, who was then detained from him. The
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  Speaker 1: Phrygian folk had captured him as he was staggering, faint
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  Speaker 1: with palsied age and wine, and after they bound him
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  Speaker 1: in garlands, they led him to their king Midas to
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  Speaker 1: whom with the Sacropian Eumulpus Thracian Orpheus, had shown all
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  Speaker 1: the Bacchic rites. When Midas recognized his old time friend Selenus,
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  Speaker 1: who had been so often his companion in the rites
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  Speaker 1: of Bacchus, he kept joyful festival and with his old
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  Speaker 1: comrade twice five days and nights. Upon the eleventh day,
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  Speaker 1: when Lucifer had dimmed the lofty multitude of stars, King
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  Speaker 1: Midas and Silanus went from there, joyful together to the
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  Speaker 1: Lydian lands. There Midas put Sillinus carefully under the care
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  Speaker 1: of his loved foster child, young Bacchus. He with great
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  Speaker 1: delight because he had his foster father once again allowed
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  Speaker 1: the king to choose his own reward. A welcome offer,
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  Speaker 1: but it led to harm, and Midas made this ill
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  Speaker 1: advised reply, cause whatever eye shall touch to change at
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  Speaker 1: once to yellow God. Bacchus agreed to his unfortunate request
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  Speaker 1: with grief that Mightas chose for harm and not for good.
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  Speaker 1: The Beerycinthian hero king of Phrygia, with joy at his misfortune,
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  Speaker 1: went away and instantly began to test the worth of
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  Speaker 1: Bacchus's word by touching everything, doubtful himself of his new power.
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  Speaker 1: He pulled a twig down from a home oak growing
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  Speaker 1: on a low, long branch. The twig was turned to gold.
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  Speaker 1: He lifted up a dark stone from the ground, and
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  Speaker 1: it turned pale with gold. He touched a clod, and
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  Speaker 1: by his potent touch, that clod became a mass of
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  Speaker 1: shining gold. He plucked some ripe, dry spears of grain,
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  Speaker 1: and all that wheat he touched was golden. Then he
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  Speaker 1: held an apple, which he gathered from a tree, and
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  Speaker 1: you would think that his sperides had given it. If
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  Speaker 1: he but touched a lofty door at once, each door
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  Speaker 1: posts seemed to glisten. When he washed his hand in
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  Speaker 1: liquid streams. The lustrous drops upon his hand might have
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  Speaker 1: been those which once astonished Dene. He could not now
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  Speaker 1: conceive his large hopes in his grasping mind, as he
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  Speaker 1: imagined everything of gold. And while he was rejoicing in
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  Speaker 1: great wealth, his servants set a table for his meal
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  Speaker 1: with many dainties and with needful bread. But when he
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  Speaker 1: touched the gift of ceries with his right hand, instantly
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  Speaker 1: the gift of ceres stiffened to gold. Or if he
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  Speaker 1: tried to bite with hungry teeth a tender bit of meat,
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  Speaker 1: the dainty as his teeth, but touched it shone at
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  Speaker 1: once with yellow shreds and flakes of gold and wine,
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  Speaker 1: another gift of Bacchus, when he mixed it in pure water,
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  Speaker 1: can be seen in his astonished mouth as liquid gold.
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  Speaker 1: Confounded by his strange misfortune, rich and rackasheed, he was
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  Speaker 1: anxious to escape from his unhappy wealth. He hated all
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  Speaker 1: he had so lately longed for. Plenty could not lessen hunger,
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  Speaker 1: and no remedy relieved his dry, parched throat. The hated
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  Speaker 1: gold tormented him no more than he deserved. Lifting his
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  Speaker 1: hands and shining arms to heaven, he moaned, Oh, pardon me,
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  Speaker 1: Father Linnaeus, I have done wrong, But pity me. I
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  Speaker 1: pray and save me from this curse that looks so fair.
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  Speaker 1: Oh patient, are the gods back as forthwith? Because King
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  Speaker 1: Midas had confessed his fault, restored him and annulled the promise.
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  Speaker 1: Given a null, the favor granted, and he said that
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  Speaker 1: you may not be always cased in gold, which you
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  Speaker 1: unhappily desired. Depart to the stream that flows by the
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  Speaker 1: great town of Sardis and upward, trace its waters that
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  Speaker 1: they glide past Lydian heights until you find their source. Then,
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  Speaker 1: where the spring leaps out from mountain rock, plunge head
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  Speaker 1: and body in the snowy foam at once. The flood
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  Speaker 1: will take away your curse. King Midas did as he
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  Speaker 1: was told and plunged beneath the water at the river's source,
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  Speaker 1: and the gold virtue granted by the god as it
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  Speaker 1: departed from his body, tinge the stream with gold, and
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  Speaker 1: even to this hour, adjoining fields touched by this ancient
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  Speaker 1: vein of gold are hardened when the river flows, and
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  Speaker 1: colored with the gold that Midas left abhoorring riches. He
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  Speaker 1: inhabited the woods and fields and followed Pan, who dwells
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  Speaker 1: always in mountain caves, but still too surmained, from which
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  Speaker 1: his foolish mind, again by an absurd decision, harmed his life.
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  Speaker 1: He followed Pan up to the lofty mount Tumulus, which
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  Speaker 1: from its great height, looks far across the sea. Steep
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  Speaker 1: and erected stands between great Sardis and the small Hippeipa.
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  Speaker 1: While Pan was boasting there to the mountain nymphs of
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  Speaker 1: his great skill in music, and while he was warbling
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  Speaker 1: a gay tune upon the reeds, cemented with soft wax.
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  Speaker 1: In his conceit. He dared to boast to them how
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  Speaker 1: he despised Apollo's music when compared with his. At last,
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  Speaker 1: to prove it, he agreed to stand against Apollo in
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  Speaker 1: a contest which it was agreed to be decided by
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  Speaker 1: Timulus as their umpire. This old god sat down on
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  Speaker 1: his own mountain and first eased his ears of many
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  Speaker 1: mountain growing trees. Oak leaves were wreathed upon his azure hair,
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  Speaker 1: and acorns from his hollow temples hung first to the
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  Speaker 1: shepherd god, Timolus spoke, my judgment shall be yours. With
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  Speaker 1: no delay. Pan made some rustic sound on his rough reeds,
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  Speaker 1: delighting Midas with his uncouth notes, for Midas chanced to
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  Speaker 1: be there when he played. When Pan had ceased, divine
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  Speaker 1: Timilus turned Phoebus, and the force likewise turned just as
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  Speaker 1: he moved. Apollo's golden locks were richly wreathed with fresh
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  Speaker 1: Parnassian laurel. His robe of Tyrian purple swept the ground.
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  Speaker 1: His left hand held his lyre adorn'd with gems and
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  Speaker 1: Indian ivory. His right hand held the plectrum as an artist.
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  Speaker 1: He stood there before Timolus, while his skillful thumb touching
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  Speaker 1: the strings made charming melody. Delighted with Apollo's artful touch,
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  Speaker 1: Tumulous ordered pand hold his reeds. Excelled by beauty of
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  Speaker 1: Apollo's lyre that judgment of the sacred Mountain God pleased
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  Speaker 1: all the oath present, all but Midas, who blaming Timulus,
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  Speaker 1: called the award unjust. The Delian god forbids his stupid
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  Speaker 1: ears to hold their native human shape, and drawing them
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  Speaker 1: out to a hideous length, he fills them with gray
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  Speaker 1: hairs and makes them both unsteady, wagging at the lower part,
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  Speaker 1: still human, only this one part condemned. Midas had ears
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  Speaker 1: of a slow moving ass. Midas, careful to hide his
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  Speaker 1: long ears, wore a purple turban over both, which hid
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  Speaker 1: his foul disgrace from laughter. But one day a servant,
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  Speaker 1: who was chosen to cut his hair with steel when
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  Speaker 1: it was long, saw his disgrace. He did not dare
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  Speaker 1: reveal what he had seen, but, eager to disclose the secret,
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  Speaker 1: dug a shallow hull, and in a low voice, told
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  Speaker 1: what kind of ears were on his master's head. All
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  Speaker 1: this he whispered in the hollow earth he dug and
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  Speaker 1: then buried all he had said by throwing back the
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  Speaker 1: loose earth in the hole, so everything was silent. When
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  Speaker 1: he left. A grove thick set with quivering reeds began
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  Speaker 1: to grow there, and when a matured about twelve months
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  Speaker 1: after that servant left, the grove betrayed its planter, for
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  Speaker 1: moved by a gentle south wind, it repeated all the
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  Speaker 1: words which he had whispered, and disclosed from earth the
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  Speaker 1: secret of his master's ears. His vengeance now complete, Latona's son,
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  Speaker 1: borne through the liquid air, departed from Timulus, and then
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  Speaker 1: rested on the land of Leomedun. This side the narrow
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  Speaker 1: sea dividing Phrygia from the land of Thrace. The promontory
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  Speaker 1: of Sigiaum right and on the left of Raoteum wrothily arise,
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  Speaker 1: and at that place an ancient altar had been dedicated
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  Speaker 1: to Great Jove, the god Panomtheon, and near that place
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  Speaker 1: he saw Leomedon beginning then to build the walls of
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  Speaker 1: Famous Troy. He was convinced the task seated all the
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  Speaker 1: power of man, requiring great resource, together with the trident
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  Speaker 1: bearing father of the deep, he assumed a mortal form,
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  Speaker 1: and those two gods agreed to labor for sum of
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  Speaker 1: gold and built the mighty wall. But that false king
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  Speaker 1: refused all payment, adding perjury to his false bargaining. Neptune, enraged,
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  Speaker 1: said you shall not escape your punishment, and he drove
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  Speaker 1: all his waters high upon the shores of Troy, built
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  Speaker 1: there through perfidy. The sad land seemed to see the
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  Speaker 1: hard earned wealth of all its farmers was destroyed and
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  Speaker 1: overwhelmed by furious waves. This awful punishment was not enough.
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  Speaker 1: The daughter of the king was soon required as food
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  Speaker 1: for a sea monster. Hessione was chained to rugged rocks,
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  Speaker 1: but Hercules delivered from all harm the royal made and
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  Speaker 1: justly he demanded of the king her father payment of
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  Speaker 1: the promised steeds, but that perfidious king refused to keep
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  Speaker 1: his promise. Hercules, enraged because all payment was denied to him.
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  Speaker 1: For his great service, captured the twice perjured walls of
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  Speaker 1: conquered Troy, and at the fair reward he gave Telamon,
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  Speaker 1: who fought for him. Hessione loved daughter of that king,
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  Speaker 1: for Pelias had a god as his bride, and he
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  Speaker 1: was prouder of his father in law than of his grandsire,
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  Speaker 1: since not he alone was grandson of the great Jove,
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  Speaker 1: but he alone was honored with the goddess for a wife.
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  Speaker 1: To thetus aged Proteus once had said, O, Goddess of
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  Speaker 1: the Waves, you shall conceive, and you shall be the
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  Speaker 1: mother of a youth who, by heroic actions will surpass
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  Speaker 1: the deed of his own father, and your son shall
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  Speaker 1: be superior toward his father's power. So Jupiter, although the
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  Speaker 1: flame of love for Thetis burned, his breast, would not
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  Speaker 1: embrace the lovely daughter of the sea, and urged his grandson, Pelias,
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  Speaker 1: son of Aacus, to wed the green haired maid without delay.
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  Speaker 1: There is a curved bay of Hemonia, where like an
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  Speaker 1: arm arch, two bending arms project out in the waves,
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  Speaker 1: as if to form a harbor. But the water is
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  Speaker 1: not deep, Although enough to hide a shoal of sand,
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  Speaker 1: it is a firm shore which will not retain of
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  Speaker 1: foot's impression nor delay the step. No seaweeds grow in
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  Speaker 1: that vicinity. There is a grove of myrtle near that place,
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  Speaker 1: thick hung with berries blended of twin shades. A cave
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  Speaker 1: within the middle of that grove is found and whether
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  Speaker 1: it was formed by art or nature is not known,
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  Speaker 1: although it seems a work of art there that a
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  Speaker 1: soften went quite naked, seated on her dolphin, which was harnessed.
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  Speaker 1: Peleas seized her there when she was fast asleep, and
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  Speaker 1: after he had tried to win her by entreaties, whilst
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  Speaker 1: she long continued to resist him, he resolved to conquer
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  Speaker 1: her by violence and seized her neck with both arms.
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  Speaker 1: She resorted then to all her usual art, and often
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  Speaker 1: changed her shape, as it was known, so that he
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  Speaker 1: failed in his attempt. First she was a bird, but
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  Speaker 1: while she seemed a bird, he held her fast. And
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  Speaker 1: then she changed herself to a large tree, and Pellas
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  Speaker 1: clung with ardor to the tree. Her third disguise was
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  Speaker 1: a spotted tigress, which frightened him so that he lost
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  Speaker 1: his hold. Then, as he poured wine on the heaving sea,
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  Speaker 1: he prayed unto the sea green gods, and gave them
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  Speaker 1: sacrifice of sheep and trails, and smoke of frankincense. He
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  Speaker 1: ceased not till at last the profit of Carpathia. As
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  Speaker 1: he rose up from a deep wave, said hark unto me, o,
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  Speaker 1: son of Agus, you shall have the bride your heart desires.
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  Speaker 1: When she at rest lies sleeping in the cool wave.
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  Speaker 1: You must bind her while she is unwary, with strong
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  Speaker 1: cords and complicated bonds. And never let her art deceive
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  Speaker 1: you when she imitates a hundred varied forms, But hold
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  Speaker 1: her fast whatever she may see, until she shall at
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  Speaker 1: length assume the shape she had at first. So Proteus
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  Speaker 1: cautioned him and hid his face beneath the waves as
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  Speaker 1: his last words were said. Now Titan was descending, and
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  Speaker 1: the pole of his bright chariot, as it downward bent,
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  Speaker 1: illuminated the Hesperian main. And at that time the lovely
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  Speaker 1: nered Thetis, departing from her ocean wave, entered the cavern
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  Speaker 1: for desired repose. Pelias was waiting there. Immediately, just as
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  Speaker 1: he seized upon the virgin's limbs, she changed her shape
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  Speaker 1: and persevered until convinced she could not overcome his hold,
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  Speaker 1: for her two arms were forced apart. She groaned and said,
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  Speaker 1: you could not overcome me in this way, but some
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  Speaker 1: divinity has given you the power. Then she appeared at Thetis,
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  Speaker 1: and when Peleas saw her, now deprived of all deceptions,
• 19:49
  Speaker 1: he embraced her and was father of the Great Achilles.
• 19:53
  Speaker 1: End of Book eleven, Part one,