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IDYLL 7. OF HYACINTHUS by BION

First Line: PHOEBUS TRIED ALL HIS MEANS, AND THOUGHT OF NEW
Last Line: BUT FATE MADE REMEDIES REMEDILESS.
Subject(s): HYACINTHS;
PHœBUS tried all his means, and thought of new,
Scarce knowing what he did in his distress;
With nectar bathed him, with ambrosial dew;
But Fate made remedies remediless.



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