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twice five winters more and one, Hermes again will cross the Sun; Again a dusky spot appear, Slow-journeying o'er his splendid sphere: The stars shall slide into their places, Exhibiting the self-same faces, And in the like position fix As Thursday morning, eighty-six. But changing mortals hope in vain Their lost position more to gain;