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 To be, if to thine ear such name come kindly,—

Thence thy tormentor prick'd thee on to fly

The way of the sea to that great Gulf of Rhea,

Wherefrom again thou art beaten back, storm-driven

In course ungovern'd. Know in time to come

That salt sea firth shall be Ionian call'd,

Eternal record of thy transient feet.

These signs I give thee of my heart's discernment,

That further it pierces than the eye can see.

And for the rest, to you and her alike

Will I take up my rede, even where it left

The footprints of my old discourse.

There is a city, call'd Kanobos, last

On that land's border, by the very mouth

And bankèd silt of Nile: there Zeus disburdens

Thy mind of madness, laying his hand upon thee,

That quencheth fear: he shall no more but touch.

And thou shalt bear a son and call his name,

After the wondrous gendering of Zeus,

Epaphos, dusky-favour'd, who shall hold