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“When in days to come he descendeth into the sanctuary

At Pytho, bidding him carry a host of men oversea

To Kronion’s fertile precinct that lieth beside the Nile.”

Even such was the chant prophetic that Medea uttered, the while

Moveless sitting in silence the heroes bowed the head,

And hearkened the counsel of wisdom that breathed in the words that she said.

Blest scion of Polymnestus, of no man save of thee

The oracle told that glory by the voice of the Delphic Bee

With utterance unprompted; and “All hail!” thrice she cried,

And proclaimed thee the destined ruler of Kyrene’s kingdom wide,