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But be not man deceiv'd: the gods reveal
What most we labour to conceal:
For this the powers, who deathless reign, 115
To earth sent down his son again,
To dwell with men, a short-liv'd race,
Whose sudden fate comes on apace.
His flowery age in all its pride,
When, o'er his chin, a blackening shade 120
Of down was cast, a vow he made,
Deep in his soul, to win the proffer'd bride

ANTISTROPHE III.Measures 18.

Hippodamia, boasted name,
From her great sire the Pisan proud.
Alone, by night, the lover came 125
Beside the hoary sea, and call'd aloud
On him who sways the triple spear,
And fills with din the deafen'd ear;
When, at his feet, the god arose:
Then Pelops, eager to disclose 130
His mighty care, "O Neptune, if thy mind
"In love did ever pleasure find,
"Let not Oenomaüs prevail,
"And let his brazen javelin fail:

" Oh!