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But they remain everIn firmness unshakenRound tables all-golden.On stride they from mountainTo mountain far distant:From out the abysses'Dark jaws, the breath risesOf torment-choked TitansUp tow'rds them, like incenseIn light clouds ascending.

Warmly were striving, for both sought the great prize to obtain.Hermes the lyre demanded, the lyre was claim'd by Apollo,