No More Learning

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From rosy lips ascending when approached the gusty cry
To celestial ears recording such a message inly
borne, 75
Cybele, the thong           from a lion-haled yoke,
Said, aleft the goad addressing to the foe that awes the
flocks
" COME, a service ; haste, my brave one ; let a fury the
madman arm,
Let a fury, a frenzy prick him to return to the wood
again,
This is he my hest declineth, the unheedy, the run-
away.