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Rh You with shelly horns, rams! and, promontory goats,
 * You whose browsing beards dip in coldest dew!

Bulls, that walk the pastures in kingly-flashing coats!
 * Laurel, ivy, vine, wreathed for feasts not few!

You that build the shade-roof, and you that court the rays,
 * You that leap besprinkling the rock stream-rent:

He has been our fellow, the morning of our days!
 * Us he chose for housemates, and this way went.
 * God! of whom music
 * And song and blood are pure,
 * The day is never darkened
 * That had thee here obscure.