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 The Gryphons, and the host of one-eyed men,

Riders of horses, Arimaspians,

Who dwell beside the stream, the wave whereof

Is affluent of gold, the ford of Pluton.

These then avoid; and thou shalt come to a land

Very far off, a people of dark faces,

Whose seats are by the Well-springs of the Sun,

Where rolls the river Ethiop. Trail thy feet

Along the banks thereof, until thou reach

The Stair-way of the Cataract, the hills

Of Byblos: thence is Nile, whereof who drink

Do worship for the virtue of the draught.

And he shall be to thee a way to bring thee

Into the land, that is his own, the isle

Three-corner'd, where that far plantation, Io,

Fate is that thou shalt found, thou and thy sons.

Now if aught here be inarticulate,

Aught hard to hit, turn and retrace it: time

More than I wish, is given me at dispose.