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With spade and plow,The earth to vex, or with the prowThe briny sea, to eatThe bread of care in endless strife. 135The dread divinities amongThe few unaccustom'd to wrong,Who never broke the vow they swore,A tearless age enjoy for ever-more:While the wicked hence depart 140To torments which appall the heart:
ANTISTROPHE IV.Measures 16.
But the souls who greatly dare,Thrice try'd in either state, to persevereFrom all injustice pure,Journeying onward in the way 145Of Jupiter, in virtue still secure,Along his roadArrive at Saturn's rais'd abode;Where soft sea-breezes breatheRound the island of the bless'd; where gay 150The trees with golden blossoms glow;Where, their brows and arms to wreathe,Bright garlands on every side blow;

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