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Far other are my thoughts, and not unskill'd

Have I the future and the past combin'd

In quiet meditation. Long, perchance,

Hath ripen'd in the counsel of the gods

The great event. Diana yearns to leave

The savage coast of these barbarians,

Foul with their sacrifice of human blood.

We were selected for the high emprize;

To us it is assign'd, and strangely thus

We are conducted to the threshold here.