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236 ʸʲʨʲʢ ʲʰʲʱʲʢʸˋ˦ ʱʥʲʶ ʯʲʥʥ , ʱʥʡʲ˦ ʯʥʠ , ʯˋ˝ ʯʥʠ , ʣʩʸ˝ʩʷ ʯʥʠ , ʸʲʡʬʩʦ - ʯʩʸˋʤ ʲʷʩʱʩ˦ , ʨʬʲʥʥ - ʯʩʸʲʹʩʥʸʠʡ , ʨʬʲʥʥ - ʯʩʸʲʶʩʹˋʡ ʨʬʩʤʸˋ˦ ʯʢ‫ٷ‬ʥʥʹ ʯʩʠ ʯʲʰ‫ٷ‬ʦ ˝ʮʩʬˌ ʯʥ˦ ˝ˌʸˋ , ʢʰˋʢ ʯʷʩʨʫʩʬ ʯʥʠ ʯʢʰˋʬ ʸʲʩʩʦ ʯʩʠ ʩʩʦ ʯʡˌʤ ʭˋʦʢʰˋʬ ʯʥʠ ʲʣʰʸʲʷˋʬ˦ ʪʸʥʣ ʺʥʸʥʣ ʲʣʰʹʲʬ ʪʩʦ ʨʩʥʡʲʢ ʯʲʬ˝ʮʲʨ ʯʥʠ ʯʣʰʥʶʲʢ ʯʲʬʷˋ˦ ʲʮˋʦʰʩʩʠ ʯʥ˦ ʸʲʶʸʲʤ ʩʣ ʯʩʠ , ʵʬˋ ʩʩʦ ʯʲʢʰʲʸʡ ʱˌʥʥ ʪˌʰ ʺʸʥʨʷ ʯʸʲʫʩʩʸ ʯʥʠ ʺʥʰʡʸʷ . ʬʲʤ ʯʥʠ ʳʩʨ ʦʩʠ ʨʬʲʥʥ ʩʣ , ʱ ʯʥʠ ' ʸʲʨʲʬʡ ʲʢʰʥʩ ʩʣ ʪʸʥʣ ʯʨʰʩʥʥ ʲʨʬˋ ʷʩʡʩʩʠ ʯʹʩʥʸ . ʲʦ ʯ‫ٷ‬ʮ ʯʩʠ ʪʩʠ ʸʲʤ ʷʲʸʹ ʨʩʮ ʬ ʸʲʨʲʢ ʲʰʲʱʲʢʸˋ˦ ʯʥ˦ ʨʩʸʨ ʲʸʲʥʥʹ ʩʣ . 237 FORGOTTEN GODS When Zeus, Phoebus, Pan, and Cyprian, silver-footed mistress, animator and protector of the world, came down from Olympus wrapped in silence on their long and bright route through flaring and slowly dying generations, they lit torches and built temples in the hearts of the lonely, who still bring sacrifices and burn incence. The world is deep and bright, and the eternal ancient winds still rustle young leaves. Awesomely, in my very soul I hear the heavy tread of forgotten gods. ...

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