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A self-devoted victim—he may meltToo late in pity, obstinate to love.
Oh haunt his midnight dreams, black Nemesis!Whom, [1]self-conceiving in the inmost depthsOf Chaos, blackest Night long-labouring bore,When the stern Destinies, her elder brood,And shapeless Death, from that more monstrous birthLeapt shuddering! haunt his slumbers, Nemesis!Scorch with the fires of Phlegethon his heart,Till helpless, hopeless, heaven-abandon'd wretchHe too shall seek beneath the unfathom'd deepTo hide him from thy fury.How the seaFar distant glitters as the sun-beams smileAnd gayly wanton o'er its heaving breast!Phæbus shines forth, nor wears one cloud to mournHis votary's sorrows! God of day shine on—


  1. Ου τινι κοιμηθεισα θεα τεκε ΝΥΞ ερεθεννη. ΗΣΙΟΔΟΣ.