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But now when her kinsmen had laid the maid

In the midst of the pinewood walls of the pyre,

And when round about her upleaping played

The splendour-light of the Lord of Fire,

Spake Apollo: “I will not by death so dire

Endure that mine own son also should die

In the flames wherein doth his mother lie!”

He spake, and at one stride stood thereby,

And he caught up the child from the corse, and sprang

The flames asunder. That babe he brought

To Magnesia’s Centaur, by him to be taught

To heal each mortal malady’s pang.