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 | | XUTHUS Unmeet he held it to anticipate The answer of the god: one thing he told me. That childless I should not return, nor thou, Home from the oracle. |
 | | XUTHUS Well hath the god accomplish'd this, my son, Discovering thee, well hath he joined thee to me; And thou hast found the most endearing ties, To which, before this hour, thou wast a stranger. |
 | | To thee by Xuthus shall a son be born, Dorus, from whom the Dorian state shall rise To high renown; in the Pelopian land, Another near the Rhian cliffs, along The sea-wash'd coast, his potent monarchy Shall stretch, Achaeus; and his subject realms Shall glory in their chief's illustrious name. |
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