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She, when she saw the insult, did not hide
Her indignation, that a mortal frail
With her eterne divinity had vied,
Her fair Hellenic empire to assail,
For which she had fled the doom of Ninus old,
And left her wanton images unsoul’d
In Babylon and Zidon soon to fail.
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‘Not long,’ she cried, ‘shall that poor girl of Crete