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Rh Who ne'er had dreamt of this.

Farewell, Ο Lemnos, girt by waters round,

With fair breeze send me on

Right well, that none may blame,

Where Fate, the mighty, leads,

Counsel of friends, and God,

Who worketh this in might invincible.

Chor. On then, with one accord,

To the sea Nymphs offering our prayer,

That they come as helpers and friends,

In the voyage of the homeward bound.