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After the wailing had already begun along the walls, their ruin certain, the Trojans fidgeted with bits of wood in the three-ply doors, itsy-bitsy pieces of wood, fussing with them
And began to get their nerve back and feel hopeful

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IL was heard around the bed, the death-bed of the young,
Amidst her tears the Funeral Chant a mournful mother sung
—"Ianthis

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HT  With two bright eyes, my star, my love,     Thou lookest on the stars above:     Ah, would that I the heaven might be     With a million eyes to look on thee
Plato
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