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Apollo doodt Python (Ovidius-Delacroix)

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Delacroix Apollo doodt Python

Delacroix Apollo doodt Python

 

Though earth may not have willed catastrophe

The latest of new creatures was the serpent.

Even you, great Python of hillside and valley

Who haunt the deepest shadows in men’s hearts !

Wherever the monsters turned, green darkness fell

In winding paths through sacred grove and briar.

Then bright Apollo with his sun-tipped arrows

Whose swiftness stilled the flight of goat and deer

Aimed at the beast with darts that fell in showers.

So Python perished, but not until his wounds

Were black with blood and God Apollo’s quiver

Almost spent. That is the reason why

Apollo’s games are called the Pythian Feast,

In memory of the serpent’s golden death,

In honor of the god’s swift victory —

Delacroix Apollo doodt Python

Delacroix Apollo doodt Python

 

Delacroix Apollo doodt Python

Delacroix Apollo doodt Python

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