Thus he dismiss'd me sighing. Forth we sail'd, At heart afflicted. And now wholly fail'd The minds my men sustain'd, so spent they were With toiling at their oars, and worse did bear Their growing labours; and they caused their grought By self-will'd follies; nor now ever thought To see their country more. Six nights and days We sail'd; the seventh we saw fair Lamos raise.
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