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The wide heavens about her seemed to promise a greater

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Forth with the eyeball, and with dauntless heel

The wide heavens about her seemed to promise a greater

Treads them to dust. Not otherwise a bear

The wide heavens about her seemed to promise a greater

Pannonian, fiercer for the wound received,

The wide heavens about her seemed to promise a greater

Maddened by dart from Libyan thong propelled,

Turns circling on her wound, and still pursues

The weapon fleeing as she whirls around.

Thus, in his rage destroyed, his shapeless face

Stood foul with crimson flow. The victors' shout

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