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Thus the blest gods the genial day prolong, In feasts ambrosial, and celestial song.75 Apollo tuned the lyre; the Muses round With voice alternate aid the silver sound. Meantime the radiant sun to mortal sight Descending swift, rolld down the rapid light. Then to their starry domes the gods depart, The shining monuments of Vulcans art. Jove on his couch reclined his awful head, And Juno slumberd on the golden bed.