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“Now squad on squad, gate to gate they fought-but how can Itell it all, sing it all like a god?
The strain is far too great.”
(Book 12, lines 202 to 204)

“And Iris came on Helen in her rooms…/
weaving a growing web, a dark red folding robe,/
working into the weft the endless bloody struggles/
stallion-breaking Trojans and Argives armed in bronze/
Had suffered all for her at the god of battle’s hands.”
(Book 3, lines 150-154)

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