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THE
L U S I A D.
BOOK III.
OH now, Calliope, thy potent aid!
What to the king th' illustrious GAMA said
Clothe in immortal verse. With sacred fire
My breast, if e'er it loved thy lore, inspire:
So may the patron of the healing art,
The god of day to thee consign his heart;
From thee, the mother of his darling son,
May never wandering thought to Daphne run:
May
