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No; say not so: alone and unattended

Let me descend to Hades. Though thou shouldst

In thine own veil enwrap the guilty one,

Thou couldst not shroud him from his wakeful foes;

And e'en thy sacred presence, heavenly maid,

But driveth them aside and scares them not.

With brazen, impious feet they dare not tread

Within the precincts of this sacred grove

Yet in the distance, ever and anon,

I hear their horrid laughter, like the howl

Of famish'd wolves, beneath the tree wherein

The traveler hides. Without, encamp'd they lie,

And should I quit this consecrated grove,

Shaking their serpent locks, they would arise,

And, raising clouds of dust on every side,

Ceaseless pursue their miserable prey.