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Over the hills; and scorns reproof, nor hears

The voice of teachers. But a graceful doe,

Goodly and fair,

This is the portion for him and his snare.

(Yet in the end

He shall return:

As at his birth he was,

So shall he be.)

At thirty years into a woman's hands

He falleth; rise and look on him and see;

Behold him now caught fast within the strands;

The arrows pierce him round; the want shall be

Now of his life

Only the wants of children and of wife.

(But in the end

He shall return: