Till through the spacious vault a voice at length

Broke from the virgin conquered by the god:

"From this great struggle thou, O Roman, free

Escap'st the threats of war: alive, in peace,

Thou shalt possess the hollow in the coast

Of vast Euboea." Thus she spake, no more.

Ye mystic tripods, guardians of the fates

And Paean, thou, from whom no day is hid

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