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'The tears arisen as she spake did all her bosom fill.'

'Meanwhile the Queen, long smitten sore with sting of all desire,
With very heart's blood feeds the wound and wastes with hidden fire.'

'Wide course from cliffs of Ithaca, Laerte's land, we keep,
Cursing the soil that bore and nursed Ulysses' cruelty.'

'Til famine, and this murder's wrong that ye were fain to do,
Drive you your tables gnawed with teeth to eat up utterly.'

'No monster woefuller than they, and crueler is none.'

'Ah! give me to the greeks again, that I may play the play
Another while : not unavenged shall all we die today.'

"To stead their toil, to vanquished men a little help to bring."

'And conquering Danaans fall and die : grim grief on every side,
And fear on every side there is, and many-faced is death.'

'Fall on a very midst the fire and die in press of war!
One hope there is for vanquished men, to cherish hope no more.'