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Peleus Ah me, what disaster is this I see and take in my hands into my house! Oh, alas! City of Thessaly, I am undone, I am perished, none of my race, no children, are left for me in my house! Oh how wretched misfortune has made me! To what friend shall I look for consolation? O face that I love and knees and hands, would that the god had killed you beneath Troy's walls by the bank of the Simois!