And looking up,

I saw strange men

With lifted spears

Bear down on me:

And as I turned,

A javelin sang

Above my shrinking shoulder,

And bit the ground before me.

But, swift as light I sped,

Until I reached the pool,

And leapt therein:

And he who pressed most hotly on my heels,

Fell stumbling after.

Still I never slackened,

Although I heard a floundering splash,

And then the laughter of his comrades:

And, as I swam for life,

Betwixt my thrusting heels,

Another spear that clove the crystal waters

Glanced underneath my body,

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