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AM, to whom the story was unknown, As dead, deplor'd his metamorphos'd son: A cenotaph his name, and title kept, And Hector round the tomb, with all his brothers, wept
This pious office Paris did not share; Absent alone; and author of the war...

Of all the barbarous middle ages,
Which is most barbarous is the middle
Of man; it is--I really scarce know what;
But when we hover between fool and sage,