And with its horrid skirl loud shrilled the barbarous bag-pipe,
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Showing such varied forms, that richly-decorate couch-cloth
Folded in strait embrace the bedding drapery-veilèd.
This when the Théssalan youths had eyed with eager inspection
Fulfilled, place they began to provide for venerate Godheads,
Even as Zephyrus' breath, seas couching placid at dawn-tide,
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Roughens, then stings and spurs the wavelets slantingly fretted—
Rising Aurora the while 'neath Sol the wanderer's threshold—