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Metamorphoses IX-XII Metamorphoses IX-XII by Ovid
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“Their useless torches on dry hedges throw,
That catch the flames, and kindle all the row;
So burns the God, consuming in desire,
And feeding in his breast a fruitless fire”
Ovid, Ovid: Metamorphoses Books IX–XII (Aris & Phillips Classical Texts)
“He finds Eurydice in blessed fields. His yearning arms embrace her. They stroll, now side by side, now as he follows, now as he leads. And Orpheus in safety can turn and look at his Eurydice.”
Ovid, Metamorphoses IX-XII