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nor thy double harvests, nor for thy vernal airs, nor solstitial sun--but
for thy children, their unwearied industry and lofty aspiration. They are
gone, and thou goest with them the oft trodden path that leads to oblivion,
--
Farewell, sad Isle, farewell, thy fatal glory
Is summed, cast up, and cancelled in this story.[2]
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1] Elton's translation of Hesiod.
2] Cleveland's Poems.
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