O lord, son of Leto, child of Zeus, you I shall never
Forget, either beginning or coming to an end,
But always, first and last and in the middle,
I shall sing of you. And you, hear me and grant good things.
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Poem topics: child, never, son, grant, good, hear, forget, middle, I love you, I miss you, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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