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Now long and long from wintry Strymon blew	A
The weary hungry anchor straining blasts	B
The winds that wandering seamen dearly rue	A
Nor spared the cables worn and groaning masts	B
And lingering on in indolent delay	C
Slow wasted all the strength of Greece away	C
But when the shrill voiced prophet 'gan proclaim	D
That remedy more dismal and more dread	E
Than the drear weather blackening overhead	E
And spoke in Artemis' most awful name	D
The sons of Atreus 'mid their armed peers	F
Their sceptres dashed to earth and each broke out in tears	G
And thus the elder king began to say	C
Dire doom to disobey the gods' commands	H
More dire my child mine house's pride to slay	C
Dabbling in virgin blood a father's hands	H
Alas alas which way to fly	I
As base deserter quit the host	J
The pride and strength of our great league all lost	K
Should I the storm appeasing rite deny	I
Will not their wrathfullest wrath rage up and swell	L
Exact the virgin's blood oh would 't were o'er and well	L
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So 'neath Necessity's stern yoke he passed	M
And his lost soul with impious impulse veering	N
Surrendered to the accursed unholy blast	M
Warped to the dire extreme of human daring	N
The frenzy of affliction still	O
Maddens dire counselor man's soul to ill	O
	-
So he endured to be the priest	P
In that child slaughtering rite unblest	P
The first full offering of that host	P
In fatal war for a bad woman lost	P
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The prayers the mute appeal to her hard sire	Q
Her youth her virgin beauty	P
Naught heeded they the chiefs for war on fire	Q
So to the ministers of that dire duty	P
First having prayed the father gave the sign	R
Like some soft kid to lift her to the shrine	R
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There lay she prone	S
Her graceful garments round her thrown	S
But first her beauteous mouth around	P
Their violent bonds they wound	P
With their rude inarticulate might	P
Lest her dread curse the fatal house should smite	P
But she her saffron robe to earth let fall	T
The shaft of pity from her eye	I
Transpierced that awful priesthood one and all	T
Lovely as in a picture stood she by	I
As she would speak Thus at her father's feasts	U
The virgin 'mid the reveling guests	V
Was wont with her chaste voice to supplicate	P
For her dear father an auspicious fate	P
	-
I saw no more to speak more is not mine	R
Not unfulfilled was Calchas' lore divine	R
Eternal justice still will bring	N
Wisdom out of suffering	N
So to the fond desire farewell	L
The inevitable future to foretell	L
'Tis but our woe to antedate	P
Joint knit with joint expands the full formed fate	P
Yet at the end of these dark days	W
May prospering weal return at length	X
Thus in his spirit prays	W
He of the Apian land the sole remaining strength	X

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