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    Appear the stars' keen edges, nor the moon

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    As borrowing of her brother's beams to rise,

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    Nor fleecy films to float along the sky.

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    Not to the sun's warmth then upon the shore

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    Do halcyons dear to Thetis ope their wings,

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    Nor filthy swine take thought to toss on high

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    With scattering snout the straw-wisps. But the clouds

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    Seek more the vales, and rest upon the plain,

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    And from the roof-top the night-owl for naught

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    Watching the sunset plies her 'lated song.

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    Distinct in clearest air is Nisus seen

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    Towering, and Scylla for the purple lock

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    Pays dear; for whereso, as she flies, her wings

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    The light air winnow, lo! fierce, implacable,

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    Nisus with mighty whirr through heaven pursues;

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    Where Nisus heavenward soareth, there her wings

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    Clutch as she flies, the light air winnowing still.

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    Soft then the voice of rooks from indrawn throat

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    Thrice, four times, o'er repeated, and full oft

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    On their high cradles, by some hidden joy

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    Gladdened beyond their wont, in bustling throngs

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    Among the leaves they riot; so sweet it is,

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    When showers are spent, their own loved nests again

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    And tender brood to visit. Not, I deem,

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    That heaven some native wit to these assigned,

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    Or fate a larger prescience, but that when

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    The storm and shifting moisture of the air

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    Have changed their courses, and the sky-god now,

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    Wet with the south-wind, thickens what was rare,

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    And what was gross releases, then, too, change

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    Their spirits' fleeting phases, and their breasts

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    Feel other motions now, than when the wind

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    Was driving up the cloud-rack. Hence proceeds

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    That blending of the feathered choirs afield,

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    The cattle's exultation, and the rooks'

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    Deep-throated triumph.

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    But if the headlong sun

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    And moons in order following thou regard,

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    Ne'er will to-morrow's hour deceive thee, ne'er

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    Wilt thou be caught by guile of cloudless night.

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    When first the moon recalls her rallying fires,

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    If dark the air clipped by her crescent dim,

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    For folks afield and on the open sea

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    A mighty rain is brewing; but if her face

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    With maiden blush she mantle, 'twill be wind,

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    For wind turns Phoebe still to ruddier gold.

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    But if at her fourth rising, for 'tis that

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    Gives surest counsel, clear she ride thro' heaven

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    With horns unblunted, then shall that whole day,

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    And to the month's end those that spring from it,

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    Rainless and windless be, while safe ashore

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    Shall sailors pay their vows to Panope,

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    Glaucus, and Melicertes, Ino's child.

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    The sun too, both at rising, and when soon

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    He dives beneath the waves, shall yield thee signs;

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    For signs, none trustier, travel with the sun,

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    Both those which in their course with dawn he brings,

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    And those at star-rise. When his springing orb

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    With spots he pranketh, muffled in a cloud,

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    And shrinks mid-circle, then of showers beware;

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    For then the South comes driving from the deep,

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    To trees and crops and cattle bringing bane.

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    Or when at day-break through dark clouds his rays

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    Burst and are scattered, or when rising pale

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    Aurora quits Tithonus' saffron bed,

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    But sorry shelter then, alack I will yield

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    Vine-leaf to ripening grapes; so thick a hail

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    In spiky showers spins rattling on the roof.

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    And this yet more 'twill boot thee bear in mind,

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    When now, his course upon Olympus run,

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    He draws to his decline: for oft we see

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    Upon the sun's own face strange colours stray;

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    Dark tells of rain, of east winds fiery-red;

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    If spots with ruddy fire begin to mix,

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    Then all the heavens convulsed in wrath thou'lt see—

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    Storm-clouds and wind together. Me that night

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    Let no man bid fare forth upon the deep,

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    Nor rend the rope from shore. But if, when both

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    He brings again and hides the day's return,

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    Clear-orbed he shineth,idly wilt thou dread

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    The storm-clouds, and beneath the lustral North

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    See the woods waving. What late eve in fine

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    Bears in her bosom, whence the wind that brings

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    Fair-weather-clouds, or what the rain South

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    Is meditating, tokens of all these

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    The sun will give thee. Who dare charge the sun

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    With leasing? He it is who warneth oft

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    Of hidden broils at hand and treachery,

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    And secret swelling of the waves of war.

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    He too it was, when Caesar's light was quenched,

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    For Rome had pity, when his bright head he veiled

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    In iron-hued darkness, till a godless age

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    Trembled for night eternal; at that time

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    Howbeit earth also, and the ocean-plains,

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    And dogs obscene, and birds of evil bode

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    Gave tokens. Yea, how often have we seen

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    Etna, her furnace-walls asunder riven,

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    In billowy floods boil o'er the Cyclops' fields,

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    And roll down globes of fire and molten rocks!

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    A clash of arms through all the heaven was heard

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