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 If I am not a deranged prophet and one who lacks wise judgments,  Justice, the sender of the omen, will come, winning the just victory of her hands' might. She will come in pursuit before long, my child. Courage is mine,  since I heard just now of this sweet-blowing dream. Never does the lord of the Hellenes, your producer forget,  nor does the axe of long ago forget, striking with bronze on its jaws, which in most shameless disgrace annihilated him.
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