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                    <TEI xmlns="http://www.tei-c.org/ns/1.0"><text xml:lang="eng"><body><div type="translation" xml:lang="eng" n="urn:cts:greekLit:tlg0013.tlg002.perseus-eng2"><l n="450">and came to the plain of Rharus, rich, fertile corn-land once, but then in nowise
        fruitful, for it lay idle and utterly leafless, because the white grain was hidden by design
        of trim-ankled Demeter. But afterwards, </l><l n="455">as spring-time waxed, it was soon to be waving with long ears of corn, and its rich
        furrows to be loaded with grain upon the ground, while others would already be bound in
        sheaves. There first she landed from the fruitless upper air: and glad were the goddesses to
        see each other and cheered in heart. Then bright-coiffed Rhea said to Demeter: </l><l n="460"><milestone unit="Para" ed="P"/><!-- <milestone type="startquote"/>-->“Come, my daughter; for far-seeing Zeus the loud-thunderer calls you to join the
        families of the gods, and has promised to give you what rights you please among the
        deathless gods, and has agreed that for a third part of the circling year your daughter
        shall go down to darkness and gloom, </l><l n="465">but for the two parts shall be with you and the other deathless gods: so has he
        declared it shall be and has bowed his head in token. But come, my child, obey, and be not
        too angry unrelentingly with the dark-clouded Son of Cronos; but rather increase forthwith
        for men the fruit that gives them life.”<!-- <milestone type="endquote"/>--></l><l n="470"><milestone unit="Para" ed="P"/>So spake Rhea. And rich-crowned Demeter did not refuse but straightway made fruit
        to spring up from the rich lands, so that the whole wide earth was laden with leaves and
        flowers. Then she went, and to the kings who deal justice, Triptolemus and Diocles, the
        horse-driver, </l></div></body></text></TEI>
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