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28270	Gosse, Edmund	Hypolympia; Or, The Gods in the Island, an Ironic Fantasy			.txt	text/plain	20731	2270	87	No, Cydippe, I think I shall be happy. brown fields grow like the yellow fields, melt into a mere white [_Enter up the steps_ ZEUS, _leaning heavily on_ GANYMEDE, But mortality will make a great change in Zeus; I think respectful to Zeus, for us to ask questions about the Golden Age. But now it cannot matter; can it, Rhea? Heaven, although Zeus was very good-natured to us, and let us go The old life had run low, and we had long been prepared for thinks that it is Zeus who has turned him out of Olympus. I shall watch him, all day long. You never can be a mortal like the barbarians, for you have been a [_The terrace, as in the first scene_; ZEUS _enters from the house, [_The Gods resume their seats in silence._ ZEUS _rises from his [ZEUS _seats himself, and the Gods take their places as before.	./cache/28270.txt	./txt/28270.txt