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Some said that she to Talos was devote,
The metal giant, who with mile-long stride
Cover’d the isle, walking around by rote
Thrice every day at his appointed tide;
Who shepherded the sea-goats on the coast,
And, as he past, caught up and live would roast,
Pressing them to his burning ribs and side:
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Whose head was made of fine gold-beaten work,