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Rh But on the sixth, once more the youth

Repeats his tale in words of truth.

Then follow'd by the kindred band,

In haste he from the mansion went.

Their steps to Pelias' dome they bent,

On rushing with tumultuous stand.

Soon as the sound assail'd his ear

Came bright-hair'd Tyro's offspring near.

From Jason's lips with sweetness fill'd,

The mild and gentle speech distill'd.

Petræan Neptune's son, the mind

To praise deceit is more inclined,

Than justice, though in grief it end,

And to a bitter issue tend.

Hence let our lawless anger cease,

Be all the future joy and peace.

One mother, as full well ye know,

Bore Cretheus and Salmoneus bold.

And the third race from them who flow,

We the sun's golden might behold.

The fates survey with adverse eyes

When impious kindred feuds arise.

'Tis not for us with sword or dart,

That perforate the brazen shield,

Our fathers' ample wealth to part,

The heritage their glories yield.

I the white flocks that graze the plain,

And yellow herds to thee resign,

With all our parents' wide domain,

Which thou hast seized, enlarging thine.

Nor shall my mind with envy grieve

To see thy house new wealth receive.

But thou the sceptred monarch's throne,

Seat of old Cretheus' royal son,

Whence he the laws with justice fraught

To his equestrian subjects taught—