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“Now well you see how steel’d their souls to steer a fragile barque through dubious wat’ery way, by paths unused, and holding nought in fear Notus and Afer’s force, wax bolder they: How whilom ev’ry region left arear, where suns or shorten or draw long the day, on wings of stubborn will these men be borne to sight the cradles of the nascent Morn.