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30 (Where, fed from far-off snows,

Life-giving Nilus flows,

Urged on by Typho's strength, a fertilizing wave),

She roves, in harassed and dishonoured flight,

Scathed by the blasting pangs of Hera's dread despite.

And they within the land

With terror shook and wanned,

So strange the sight they saw, and were afraid—

A wild twy-natured thing, half heifer and half maid.

Whose hand was laid at last on Io, thus forlorn,

With many roamings worn?

Who bade the harassed maiden's peace return?

Zeus, lord of time eterne.

Yea, by his breath divine, by his unscathing strength,

She lays aside her bane,

And softened back to womanhood at length

Sheds human tears again.

Then, quickened with Zeus' veritable seed,

A progeny she bare,

A stainless babe, a child of heavenly breed,

Of life and fortune fair.

His is the life of life—so all men say,—

His is the seed of Zeus.

Who else had power stern Hera's craft to stay,

Her vengeful curse to loose?

Yea, all from Zeus befel

And rightly wouldst thou tell

That we from Epaphus, his child, were born: