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Şiir 64

Run, drawing the thread, run, spindles! For instantly fortune will give the means to the war-worn Greeks to break Neptune’s stone bonds of the Dardanian city, the tall tomb shall be made dank with Polyxena’s blood, who as the victim succumbing beneath two-edged sword, 365

with yielding knees shall fall forward a headless corpse. Run, drawing the thread, run, spindles! Come then! Conjoin in the longed-for delights of your love. Let the bridegroom receive his goddess in felicitous compact; let the bride be given to her eager husband. 370

Run, drawing the thread, run, spindles! Neither will the nurse returning with morning light succeed in circling her neck with last night’s thread. [Run, drawing the thread, run, spindles!], nor need her solicitous mother fear that sad discord will cause a parted bed for her daughter, 375

nor need she cease to hope for dear grandchildren. Run, drawing the thread, run, spindles! With such soothsaying songs of yore did the Parcae chant from divine breast the felicitous fate of Peleus. For previously the heaven-dwellers used to visit the chaste homes 380

of heroes and to show themselves in mortal assembly when their worship had not yet been scorned. Often the father of the gods, resting in his glorious temple, when on the festal days his annual rites appeared, gazed on a hundred bulls strewn prone on the earth. 385

Often wandering Liber on topmost summit of Parnassus led his howling Thyiads with loosely tossed locks, when the Delphians tumultuously trooping from the whole of their city joyously acclaimed the god with smoking altars. Often in lethal strife of war, Mavors, 390

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