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ATALANTA IN CALYDON.
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Came clashes of swift hoofs and trampling feet
And through the windy pillared corridor
Light sharper than the frequent flames of day
That daily fill it from the fiery dawn;
Gleams, and a thunder of people that cried out,
And dust and hurrying horsemen; lo their chief,
That rode with Œneus rein by rein, returned.
What cheer, O herald of my lord the king?

HERALD.

Lady, good cheer and great; the boar is slain.


CHORUS.

Praised be all gods that look toward Calydon.


ALTHÆA.

Good news and brief; but by whose happier hand?


HERALD.

A maiden's and a prophet's and thy son's.


ALTHÆA.

Well fare the spear that severed him and life.


HERALD.

Thine own, and not an alien, hast thou blest.