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Portrait of Lactantius Lactantius Ante-Nicene Fathers Vol. VII, Fragments of Lactantius… (1885)

No food is appointed for her in our world, nor does any one make it his business to feed her while unfledged. She sips the delicate [37] ambrosial dews of heavenly nectar which have fallen from the star-bearing pole. She gathers these; with these the bird is nourished in the midst of odours, until she bears a natural form. But when she begins to flourish with early youth, she flies forth now about to return to her native abode.
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Portrait of Lactantius Lactantius Ante-Nicene Fathers Vol. VII, Fragments of Lactantius… (1885)

This grove, these woods, a single [8] bird, the phœnix, inhabits,—single, but it lives reproduced by its own death. It obeys and submits [9] to Phœbus, a remarkable attendant. Its parent nature has given it to possess this office. When at its first rising the saffron morn grows red, when it puts to flight the stars with its rosy light, thrice and four times she plunges her body into the sacred waves, thrice and four times she sips water from the living stream. [10] She is raised aloft, and takes her seat on the highest top of the lofty tree, which alone looks down upon the whole grove
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Portrait of Lactantius Lactantius Ante-Nicene Fathers Vol. VII, Fragments of Lactantius… (1885)

There is a happy spot, retired [2] in the first East, where the great gate of the eternal pole lies open. It is not, however, situated near to his rising in summer or in winter, but where the sun pours the day from his vernal chariot. There a plain spreads its open tracts; nor does any mound rise, nor hollow valley open [3] itself. But through twice six ells that place rises above the mountains, whose tops are thought to be lofty among us. Here is the grove of the sun; a wood stands planted with many a tree, blooming with the honour of perpetual foliage.
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