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HYPERION.
BOOK II.
Who shall delay her flight? And she must chauntOf Saturn, and his guide, who now had climb'dWith damp and slippery footing from a depthMore horrid still. Above a sombre cliffTheir heads appear'd, and up their stature grewTill on the level height their steps found ease:Then Thea spread abroad her trembling armsUpon the precincts of this nest of pain, 90And sidelong fix'd her eye on Saturn's face:There saw she direst strife; the supreme GodAt war with all the frailty of grief,Of rage, of fear, anxiety, revenge,Remorse, spleen, hope, but most of all despair.Against these plagues he strove in vain; for FateHad pour'd a mortal oil upon his head,A disanointing poison: so that Thea,Affrighted, kept her still, and let him passFirst onwards in, among the fallen tribe. 100