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withstand, Corrects thy folly thus by Pallas' hand Thus meets thy broken
faith with just disgrace, And partial aid to Troy's perfidious race."  The


goddess spoke, and turn'd her eyes away, That, beaming round, diffused
celestial day. Jove's Cyprian daughter, stooping on the land, Lent to the
wounded god her tender hand: Slowly he rises, scarcely breathes with pain,
And, propp'd on her fair arm, forsakes the plain. This the bright empress

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