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X.

Before the Sage young Mopus lay
Low, prostrate on the ground;
But when the Seer said, “Come away,”
Gave him his hand, and show'd the way,
He obey'd the inviting sound.
He led him to the splendid hall,
Which was with tap'stry cover'd all;
At the farther end a curtain flow'd,
That rich with gold enamel glow'd,
Which, by the Sire's desire, was furl'd,
And show'd the follies of the world.