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Not far, a rising hillock stood in view;
Sharp myrtles, on the sides, and cornels grew.
There, while I went to crop the sylvan scenes,
And Ihade our altar with their leafy greens, 35
I pull’d a plant (with horror I relate
A prodigy so strange, and full of fate);
The rooted fibres rofe ; and from the wound,
Black bloody drops distilld upon the ground.
Mute, and amaz’d, my hair with terror stood;
Fear shrunk my finews, and congeal’d my

blood :
Man'd once again, another plant I try,
That other gush'd with the fame sanguine dye.
Then, fearing guilt for some offence unknown,
With prayers and vows the Dryads I atone ; 45
With all the fifters of the woods, and most
The god of arms, who rules the Thracian coast :
That they, or he, these omens would avert ;
Release our fears, and better signs impart.
Clear’d, as I thought, and fully fix'd at length
To learn the cause, I tugg'd with all my strength :
I bent my knees against the ground; once more
The violated myrtle ran with gore.
Scarce dare I tell the sequel : from the womb
Of wounded earth, and caverns of the tomb, 55
A groan as of a troubled ghost renew'd
My fright, and then these dreadful words ensued :
Why.dost thou thus my bury'd body rend?
O spare the corpse of thy unhappy friend!
Spare to pollute thy pious hands with blood :
The tears distil not from the wounded wood;

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