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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="45">so far roamed Leto in travail with the god who shoots afar, to see if any land
          would be willing to make a dwelling for her son. <milestone n="47" unit="card"/>But they
          greatly trembled and feared, and none, not even the richest of them, dared receive
          Phoebus, </l><l n="50">until queenly Leto set foot on <placeName key="perseus,Delos">Delos</placeName>
              and uttered winged words and asked her: <milestone unit="Para" ed="P"/><!-- <milestone type="startquote" -->“<placeName key="perseus,Delos">Delos</placeName>,
          if you would be willing to be the abode of my son Phoebus Apollo and make him a rich
          temple —; for no other will touch you, as you will find: and I think you will never be
          rich in oxen and sheep, </l><l n="55">nor bear vintage nor yet produce plants abundantly. But if you have the temple of
          far-shooting Apollo, all men will bring you hecatombs and gather here, and incessant
          savour of rich sacrifice will always arise, and you will feed those who dwell in you </l><l n="60">from the hand of strangers; for truly your own soil is not rich.”<!-- <milestone type="endquote" --> <milestone unit="Para" ed="P"/>So spake Leto.
          And <placeName key="perseus,Delos">Delos</placeName> rejoiced and answered and said:
            <!-- <milestone type="startquote" -->“Leto, most glorious daughter of great Coeus, joyfully would I receive your child the
          far-shooting lord; for it is all too true that I am ill-spoken of </l><l n="65">among men, whereas thus I should become very greatly honored. But this saying I
          fear, and I will not hide it from you, Leto. They say that Apollo will be one that is very
          haughty and will greatly lord it among gods and men all over the fruitful earth. </l><l n="70">Therefore, I greatly fear in heart and spirit that as soon as he sees the light of
          the sun, he will scorn this island —for truly I have but a hard, rocky soil —and overturn
          me and thrust me down with his feet in the depths of the sea; then will the great ocean
          wash deep above my head for ever, </l><l n="75">and he will go to another land such as will please him, there to make his temple
          and wooded groves. So many-footed creatures of the sea will make their lairs in me and
          black seals their dwellings undisturbed, because I lack people. Yet if you will but dare
          to swear a great oath, goddess, </l><l n="80">that here first he will build a glorious temple to be an oracle for men, then let
          him afterwards </l><l n="81a">make temples and wooded groves amongst all men; for surely he will be greatly
              renowned.<!-- <milestone type="endquote" --> <milestone unit="Para" ed="P"/>So said <placeName key="perseus,Delos">Delos</placeName>. And Leto swear the
              great oath of the gods: <!-- <milestone type="startquote" -->“Now hear this, Earth and wide Heaven above, </l></div></div></body></text></TEI>
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