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 O mad Helen, who did yourself alone destroy these many lives, these lives exceeding many, beneath the walls of Troy. Now you have bedecked yourself with your final crown, that shall long last in memory,  because of blood not to be washed away. Truly in those days strife, an affliction that has subdued its lord, dwelt in the house.
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