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Wild as his land, in native deserts bred,
He said ; when loud along the vale was heard A fhriller shriek, and nearer fires appeard : Th’ affrighted shepherds thro' the dews of night, Wide o'er the moon-light hills renew'd their flight.
Ο D Ε Τ Ο Ρ Ι Τ Υ.
Thou, the friend of man aflign'd,
With balmy hạnds his wounds to bind,
His wild unsated foe!
By Pella's Bard, a magic name,
humble rite :
And eyes of dewy light!
But wherefore need I wander wide