'You little swaddled child of Jove and May!

And seized him:—'By this omen I shall trace

My noble herds, and you shall lead the way.'—

Cyllenian Hermes from the grassy place,

Like one in earnest haste to get away,

Rose, and with hands lifted towards his face

Round both his ears up from his shoulders drew

His swaddling clothes, and—'What mean you to do

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