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March 13th, 2007
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"[Hera] bids her own Iris gird herself with her wonted circles... [and so] the bright goddess leaves the pole and wings her way down her long arc to earth... Hither from the blue sky came in balanced flight the varicolored maid; the forests shine out, the shady glens smile upon the goddess, and smitten with her zones of radiance the palace starts ... [Iris] the golden fashioner of clouds ... Iris goes forth, and tricks out her beams, made dim by showers of rain." - Statius, Thebaid 10.80
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