slowly toward the north—he said nothing of the party

time:2023-12-01 07:06:11 source:Flesh and Flesh Network author:library

Those that find lodgment, while his life within

slowly toward the north—he said nothing of the party

Lies safe, protected, nor doth spear avail

slowly toward the north—he said nothing of the party

To reach the fount of blood. Unnumbered wounds

slowly toward the north—he said nothing of the party

By arrow dealt, or lance, thus fail to slay

This single warrior. But lo! from far

A Cretan archer's shaft, more sure of aim

Than vows could hope for, strikes on Scaeva's brow

To light within his eye: the hero tugs

(Editor:library)

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