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Shall sink beneath us, smoking on the ground And spread a long unmeasured
ruin round. The time shall come, when, chased along the plain, Even thou
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shalt call on Jove, and call in vain Even thou shalt wish, to aid thy
desperate course, The wings of falcons for thy flying horse Shalt run,
forgetful of a warrior's fame, While clouds of friendly dust conceal thy
shame." As thus he spoke, behold, in open view, On sounding wings a
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