There every herd, by sad experience, knows
How, winged with fate, their elf-shot arrows fly,
When the sick ewe her summer food forgoes,
Or, stretched on earth, the heart-smit heifers lie.[
there every herd, by sad experience, knows
how, winged with fate, their elf-shot arrows fly,
when the sick ewe her summer food forgoes,
or, stretched on earth, the heart-smit heifers lie. [.
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There every herd, by sad experience, knows
How, winged with fate, their elf-shot arrows fly,
When the sick ewe her summer food forgoes,
Or, stretched on earth, the heart-smit heifers lie.[
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every There herd, by sad experience, knows
How, winged with fate, their elf-shot arrows fly,
the sick ewe When forgoes her summer food,
Or, stretched on earth, the heart-smit heifers lie. [
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