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“For he lighted on us, that stranger, as the men were in act to hang

Upon Argo’s side the anchor, the curb of the brazen fang.

Over ridges of homeless desert had they borne for twelve days’ space

Away from the Ocean the galley that wont o’er the sea to race;

For they haled her ashore, obeying the counsel spoken of me.

Then came that Solitary, the Triton-god of the sea,

Wearing the splendid semblance of a worship-worthy man,

And with words of kindly welcome his utterance began,

Such speech as of hosts good-hearted is spoken, when such draw near

Unto far-travelled guests, and bid them to taste of the banquet’s cheer.