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And won to wife the Child of Nereus hoary,

Thetis the bright-throned, saw the enringing glory

Of seats whereon the Lords of sky and sea

Were throned, their bridal gifts of sovranty

To him and his seed after him revealing,

Even the mighty kingdoms that should be.

But past Gadeira and the gloom concealing

The outsea none press. Turn the sail again

Of the ship backward unto Europe’s main.

The whole tale of the sons of Aiakus’ line

To tell throughout transcends all powers of mine.