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GREEKS OF GADARA.

Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

We sacrifice a sow unto Demeter

At the beginning of harvest and another

To Dionysus at the vintage-time.

Therefore we prize our herds of swine, and count them

Not as unclean, but as things consecrate

To the immortal gods. O great magician,

Depart out of our coasts; let us alone,

We are afraid of thee.