And Epidamnus facing to the main

Ionian. Here, when raging in his might

Fierce Adria whelms in foam Calabria's coast,

When clouds tempestuous veil Ceraunus' height,

Could find no hope in battle on the soil

He now was quitting, and the lofty Alps

Forbad Iberia, to his son he spake,

The eldest scion of that noble stock:

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