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THE DIVINE PHILOSOPHER, by                    
First Line: Ye friends, who in the mighty city dwell
Last Line: Where lies advantage and the better way.


YE friends, who in the mighty city dwell
Along the yellow Acragas hard by
The Acropolis, ye stewards of good works,
The stranger's refuge venerable and kind,
All hail, O friends! But unto ye I walk
As god immortal now, no more as man,
On all sides honoured fittingly and well,
Crowned both with fillets and with flowering wreaths.
When with my throngs of men and women I come
To thriving cities, I am sought by prayers,
And thousands follow me that they may ask
Where lies advantage and the better way.





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