She turned, and at her turning came a fragrant airOf godhead, and her robe grew long; ambrosial hairFlashed, and a rosy brightness on her neck, and allThe goddess in her going was revealed. His callFollowed his mother vanishing. "Unkind! Thou too?And why so oft deceive me under shapes untrue,Suffering me not to take thee by the hand nor hearThy voice unfeigned and answer in thy listening ear?
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