'For, dearest child, the divinations high

Which thou requirest, 'tis unlawful ever

That thou, or any other deity

Should understand—and vain were the endeavour;

For they are hidden in Jove's mind, and I,

In trust of them, have sworn that I would never

Betray the counsels of Jove's inmost will

To any God—the oath was terrible.

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