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Singing; this strophe has an antistrophe at 371.
A loud voice extends over the place, flitting around like a bee over the flowers. As for the other matter, I am getting closer. Know this, goddess: whoever contrived this is none other than the thief. But don't be angry or upset that I say this.
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