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Next to a far land thou com'st and a black race
Who dwell beside the fountains of the sun,
Where is the Æthiopian river. By whose banks
Work onwards till thou reach the cataract
Where from the Bybline heights the Nile sends down
Its limpid holy flood. And this will lead thee 836 (832)
To the three-cornered Nile-land, where 'tis writ,
Io, that thou and sons of thine shall found
Your far off colony. If aught of this
Seem vague to thee or difficult in sense, 840 (835)
Question me on it, and learn perfectly;
For I have leisure here more than I would.
Chorus.
If thou hast aught remaining, aught passed o'er,
To tell her yet of her vexed wanderings
Say on. But, if thou hast told all, give now 845 (840)
The boon we begged, borne doubtless in thy mind.
Prometheus.
She has now learned her journey's full extent.
And yet, that she may see 'tis no fond tale
She hears from me, I'll speak what she has borne
Before her coming, and in that give proof 850 (844)
