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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.tlg003.perseus-eng2"><div type="textpart"><l n="215">you went about the earth seeking a place of oracle for men, O far-shooting
          Apollo? To Pieria first you went down from <placeName key="tgn,7011019">Olympus</placeName> and passed by sandy Lectus and Enienae and through the land of the
          Perrhaebi. Soon you came to Iolcus and set foot on Cenaeum in <placeName key="tgn,7002677">Euboea</placeName>, famed for ships: </l><l n="220">you stood in the Lelantine plain, but it pleased not your heart to make a temple
          there and wooded groves. From there you crossed the Euripus, far-shooting Apollo, and went
          up the green, holy hills, going on to Mycalessus and grassy-bedded Teumessus,<milestone n="225" unit="card"/>
            </l><l n="225">and so came to the wood-clad abode of Thebe; for as yet no man lived in holy
              Thebe, nor were there tracks or ways about Thebe's wheat-bearing plain as yet. <milestone unit="Para" ed="P"/>And further
          still you went, O far-shooting Apollo, </l><l n="230">and came to Onchestus, Poseidon's bright grove: there the new-broken colt
          distressed with drawing the trim chariot gets spirit again, and the skilled driver springs
          from his car and goes on his way. Then the horses for a while rattle the empty car, being
          rid of guidance; </l><l n="235">and if they break the chariot in the woody grove, men look after the horses, but
          tilt the chariot and leave it there; for this was the rite from the very first. And the
          drivers pray to the lord of the shrine; but the chariot falls to the lot of the god.
              <milestone unit="Para" ed="P"/>Further yet you went, O far-shooting Apollo, </l><l n="240">and reached next Cephissus' sweet stream which pours forth its sweet-flowing
          water from Lilaea, and crossing over it, O worker from afar, you passed many-towered
          Ocalea and reached grassy Haliartus. <milestone unit="Para" ed="P"/>Then you went towards Telphusa: and there the
          pleasant place seemed fit for </l><l n="245">making a temple and wooded grove. You came very near and spoke to her: <!-- <milestone type="startquote"> -->“Telphusa,
          here I am minded to make a glorious temple, an oracle for men, and hither they will always
          bring perfect hecatombs, </l><l n="250">both those who live in rich <placeName key="tgn,7017076">Peloponnesus</placeName>
          and those of <placeName key="tgn,1000003">Europe</placeName> and all the wave-washed
          isles, coming to seek oracles. And I will deliver to them all counsel that cannot fail,
          giving answer in my rich temple.”<!-- <milestone type="endquote"> --> <milestone unit="Para" ed="P"/>So said Phoebus Apollo, and laid out all the foundations </l><l n="255">throughout, wide and very long. But when Telphusa saw this, she was angry in
              heart and spoke, saying: <!-- <milestone type="startquote"> -->“Lord Phoebus, worker from afar, I will speak a word of counsel
          to your heart, since you are minded to make here a glorious temple to be an oracle for men
          who will always </l></div></div></body></text></TEI>
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