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<h2> XIV </h2>
<p>Can't you hear voices, beloved, out on the Via Flamina?<br/>
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Reapers are now going home, back from harvesting grain.<br/>
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They had journeyed to Rome from afar, and here plaited for Ceres<br/>
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Wreaths which the Romans today scorn to make for themselves.<br/>
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Festivals no longer celebrate Ceres, the nourishing goddess<br/>
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Who replaced acorns of old, giving man golden wheat.<br/>
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Let us commemorate her then ourselves in festival private<br/>
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(Two constitute a whole tribe, when they are two in love).<br/>
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Have you by any chance heard how that mystical, strange celebration<br/>
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Followed victorious troops back from Eleusis to Rome?<br/>
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Greeks were the ones who began it, and only to Greeks they proclaimed it<br/>
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Even within Roman walls: "Come to the sanctified night."<br/>
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Those who were not of the cult kept their distance; neophytes trembled,<br/>
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Waiting in garments of white, symbol of all that is pure.<br/>
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Then the initiates must aimlessly wander about through the eerie<br/>
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Circles of figures as if pilgriming through their own dreams.<br/>
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Snakes on the ground were writhing about. Now virgins came bearing<br/>
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Caskets securely locked, richly wreath�d with grain.<br/>
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Surely the gestures of murmuring priests must contain some deep meaning—<br/>
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Impatient acolytes wait, anxiously hoping for light.<br/>
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Not until after many a testing and trial did they discover<br/>
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What, within sacred ring, secretive image concealed.<br/>
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What was this mystery other than this: that Demeter, goddess,<br/>
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Once upon a time had to a hero been kind.<br/>
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It was to Jason, powerful king of the Cretans, she granted<br/>
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Of her immortal self hidden sweet parts to explore.<br/>
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That made the fortune of Crete! The marital bed of the goddess<br/>
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Soon grew pregnant with grain, heavy her bounteous fields.<br/>
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As for the rest of the world, it languished away, while Ceres,<br/>
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Derelict of her true task, dalliance offered in love.<br/>
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—Now the initiate youths, having followed this tale, all astonished,<br/>
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Turned and beckoned their loves—love, do you comprehend?<br/>
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See there the sacred shade beneath that bushy-boughed myrtle?<br/>
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Our satisfaction will there scarcely endanger a world.<br/></p>
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