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78 God, from afar, benignantly regardeth.

For, willing, no one wears a yoke that's servile:

And she, of many valuables, outpicked

The flower, the army's gift, myself has followed.

So,—since to hear thee, I am brought about thus,—

I go into the palace—purples treading.

There is the sea—and what man shall exhaust it?—

Feeding much purple's worth-its-weight-in-silver

Dye, ever fresh and fresh, our garments' tincture;

At home, such wealth, king, we begin—by gods' help—

With having, and to lack, the household knows not.

Of many garments had I vowed a treading

(In oracles if fore-enjoined the household)