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Rh Lo, the herb of healing, when once the herb is known,
 * Shines in shady woods bright as new-sprung flame.

Ere the string was tightened we heard the mellow tone,
 * After he had taught how the sweet sounds came.

Stretched about his feet, labour done, 'twas as you see
 * Red pomegranates tumble and burst hard rind.

So began contention to give delight and be
 * Excellent in things aimed to make like kind.
 * God! of whom music
 * And song and blood are pure,
 * The day is never darkened
 * That had thee here obscure.