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ANTISTROPHE II.Measures 18.
And now, his soul subdued by love,
Thee in his golden car he bore
Swift to the lofty towers of Jove,
Whose name the nations all around adore:
Thus Ganymede was caught on high, 75
To serve the power who rules the sky.
When thou no longer did'st appear,
And those, who sought a pledge so dear,
Without thee to thy widow'd mother came,
Some envious Neighbour, to defame 80
Thy father's feast, a rumour spread,
The rumour through the country fled,
That thou, to heighten the repast,
Wast into seething water cast,
Fierce bubbling o'er the raging fire, 85
Thy limbs without companion carv'd,
Thy sodden flesh in messes serv'd,
To gorge the gods and a voracious sire:
Thee in his golden car he bore
Swift to the lofty towers of Jove,
Whose name the nations all around adore:
Thus Ganymede was caught on high, 75
To serve the power who rules the sky.
When thou no longer did'st appear,
And those, who sought a pledge so dear,
Without thee to thy widow'd mother came,
Some envious Neighbour, to defame 80
Thy father's feast, a rumour spread,
The rumour through the country fled,
That thou, to heighten the repast,
Wast into seething water cast,
Fierce bubbling o'er the raging fire, 85
Thy limbs without companion carv'd,
Thy sodden flesh in messes serv'd,
To gorge the gods and a voracious sire:
EPODE II.Measures 16.
But, in thought ever pure, shall I deem it amiss,
Vile Gluttons to call the partakers of bliss: 90
Vile Gluttons to call the partakers of bliss: 90
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