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Refuge nowhere can I find

Save Him only, if my mind

Will cast off before it die

The burden of this vanity.

One there was who reigned of old,

Big with wrath to brave and blast,

Lo, his name is no more told!

And who followed met at last

His Third-thrower, and is gone.

Only they whose hearts have known

Zeus, the Conqueror and the Friend,

They shall win their vision's end;

Zeus the Guide, who made man turn

Thought-ward, Zeus, who did ordain

Man by Suffering shall Learn.

So the heart of him, again

Aching with remembered pain,

Bleeds and sleepeth not, until

Wisdom comes against his will.

'Tis the gift of One by strife

Lifted to the throne of life.

So that day the Elder Lord,

Marshal of the Achaian ships,

Strove not with the prophet's word,

Bowed him to his fate's eclipse,

When with empty jars and lips