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>Soon as the nymph wades in, her nether parts
>Turn into dogs, then at herself she starts;
>A ghastly horror in her eyes appears,
>But yet she knows not who it is she fears:
>In vain she offers from herself to run,
>And drags about her what she strives to shun.
>Oppress'd with grief the pitying god appears,
>And swells the rising surges with his tears;
>From the detested sorceress he flies;
>Her art reviles, and her address denies;
>While hapless Scylla, changed to rocks, decrees
>Destruction to those barks that beat the seas.
>Turn into dogs, then at herself she starts;
>A ghastly horror in her eyes appears,
>But yet she knows not who it is she fears:
>In vain she offers from herself to run,
>And drags about her what she strives to shun.
>Oppress'd with grief the pitying god appears,
>And swells the rising surges with his tears;
>From the detested sorceress he flies;
>Her art reviles, and her address denies;
>While hapless Scylla, changed to rocks, decrees
>Destruction to those barks that beat the seas.
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