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ering, she scorn'd the Goddess who had borne 760 Two only, while herself had twelve to boast. Vain boast! those two sufficed to slay them all. Nine days they welter'd in their blood, no man Was found to bury them, for Jove had changed To stone the people; but themselves, at last, 765 The Powers of heaven entomb'd them on the tenth. Yet even she, once satisfied with tears, Remember'd food; and now the rocks among And pathless solitudes of Sipylus, The rumor'd cradle of the nymphs who dance 770 On Acheloues' banks, although to stone Transform'd, she broods her heaven-inflicted woes. Come, then, my venerable guest! take we Refreshment also; once arrived in Troy With thy dear son, thou shalt have time to weep 775 Sufficient, nor without most weighty cause. So spake Achilles, and, upstarting, slew A sheep white-fleeced, which his attendants flay'd, And busily and with much skill their task Administ'ring, first scored the viands well, 780 Then pierced them with the spits, and when the roast Was finish'd, drew them from the spits again. And now, Automedon dispensed around The polish'd board bread in neat baskets piled, Which done, Achilles portion'd out to each 785 His share, and all assail'd the ready feast. But when nor hunger more nor thirst they felt, Dardanian Priam, wond'ring at his bulk And beauty (for he seem'd some God from heaven) Gazed on Achilles, while Achilles held 790 Not less in admiration of his looks Benign, and of his gentle converse wise, Gazed on Dardanian Priam, and, at length (The eyes of each gratified to the full) The ancient King thus to Achilles spake. 795 Hero! dismiss us now each to our bed, That there at ease reclined, we may enjoy Sweet sleep; for never have these eyelids closed Since Hector fell and died, but without cease I mourn, and nourishing unnumber'd woes, 800 Have roll'd me in the ashes of my courts. But I have now both tasted food, and given Wine to my lips, untasted till with thee. So he, and at his word Achilles bade His train beneath his portico prepare 805 With all dispatch two couches, purple rugs, And arras, and warm mantles over all. Forth went the women bearing lights, and s
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