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KINEO.

With heart-inflaming vision, cast his rays

More earnestly on lovely heliotrope

Than did this Indian warrior's steady eye

Measure the liquid outline of the hills.

Once only when the shout of contest loud

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Sprang from the vale, rebounded from the hill,

And leaped to die in echoes on the lake, -

Once only, like the bright Dioscuri,

Sons of the sky and brothers of the day,

Did Kineo i' the foremost of the fight

Appear, and, by his single-handed strength,

Thrust back defeat upon the enemy.

Once only - and no sooner had the shout

Of joy proclaimed his kinsmen's victory

Than he was gone, ne'er to be seen again.

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