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With spade and plow,
The earth to vex, or with the prow
The briny sea, to eat
The bread of care in endless strife. 135
The dread divinities among
The few unaccustom'd to wrong,
Who never broke the vow they swore,
A tearless age enjoy for ever-more:
While the wicked hence depart 140
To torments which appall the heart:

ANTISTROPHE IV.Measures 16.

But the souls who greatly dare,
Thrice try'd in either state, to persevere
From all injustice pure,
Journeying onward in the way 145
Of Jupiter, in virtue still secure,
Along his road
Arrive at Saturn's rais'd abode;
Where soft sea-breezes breathe
Round the island of the bless'd; where gay 150
The trees with golden blossoms glow;
Where, their brows and arms to wreathe,
Bright garlands on every side blow;

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