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426 And changing watchwords, needless is much talk,

While ye this seaman guide, suppliant of gods.

He hath thy hest, thus tutored let him go;

But for myself,—how act? Where safety find?

Leave here these branches, token of thy need.

Thy hand and voice obeying, them I leave.

Now to this open grove betake thyself.

But how should grove unhallowed shelter me?

As prey to birds we will not give thee up.

What if to men more dire than dragon-brood?

A kindly answer give to kindly words.

No marvel if I anxious am, through fear.

But fear to gentle blood unseemly is.