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Book ii

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Chiefs who no more in bloody fights engage, But wise through time, and narrative with age, In summer-days like grasshoppers rejoice,-- A bloodless race, that send a feeble voice.

_The Iliad of Homer. Book iii . Line 199._

She moves a goddess, and she looks a queen.

_The Iliad of Homer. Book iii . Line 208._

Ajax the great . . . Himself a host.

_The Iliad of Homer. Book iii . Line 293._

Plough the watery deep.

_The Iliad of Homer.