Hermocratia named -- save only one -- Twice fifteen births I bore, and buried none; For neither Phoebus pierced my thriving joys, Nor Dian -- she my girls, or he my boys. But Dian rather, when my daughters lay In parturition, chased their pangs away. And all my sons, by Phoebus` bounty, shared A vigorous youth, by sickness unimpair`d. O Niobe! far less prolific! see Thy hoast against Latona shamed by me!SourceThe script ran 0.001 seconds.
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