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What follow'd, tho' I saw not, yet I heard
So often that I speak as having seen.
What follow'd, tho' I saw not, yet I heard
So often that I speak as having seen.
For when our side was vanquished and my cause
For ever lost, there went up a great cry
The Prince is slain. My father heard and ran
In on the lists, and there unlaced my casque
And grovell'd on my body, and after him
Came Psyche, sorrowing for Agläia,
For ever lost, there went up a great cry
The Prince is slain. My father heard and ran
In on the lists, and there unlaced my casque
And grovell'd on my body, and after him
Came Psyche, sorrowing for Agläia,
But high upon the palace Ida stood
With Psyche's babe in arm: there on the roofs
Like that great dame of Lapidoth she sang.
With Psyche's babe in arm: there on the roofs
Like that great dame of Lapidoth she sang.
'Our enemies have fall'n, have fall'n: the seed
