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31 On the warm limits of the farthest main, Now mix willmoria, 907 disdainto graco The feasts of ಹಿಂpi's blameless race; Twelve days the powers indulge the genial rite, Returning with the twelfth revolving light. Then will I mount the brazen dom, π»:ί InOVE - The high tribunal of immortal Jove. ჭ,წû The goddess spoke: the rolling waves unclose Then down the deep she plung'd from whence she rose, 0. And left him sorrowing on the lonely coast, In wild resentment for the fair he lost. In Chrysa's port now sage Ulysses rode, Beneath the deck the destin'd victims stow'd; The sail they furid, they lash'd the mast aside. And dropp'd their anchors, and the pinnace tied, Next on the shore ຕໍ່cir hecatomb they land, Chryseis last descending on the strand. 570 Her, thus returning from the furrowed main,