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Metamorphoses
Book 1, Line 41 by Henry T. Riley (English)
Yet he that follows, aided by the wings of love, is the swifter, and denies her any rest; and is now just at her back as she flies, and is breathing upon her hair scattered upon her neck. Her strength being now spent, she grows pale, and being quite faint, with the fatigue of so swift a flight, looking upon the waters of Peneus, she says, “Give me, my father, thy aid, if you rivers have divine power. Oh Earth, either yawn to swallow me , or by changing it, destroy that form, by which I have pleased too much, and which causes me to be injured.”
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