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 Perverse Temptation, the overmastering child of designing Destruction, drives men on; and every remedy is futile. His evil is not hidden; it shines forth, a baleful gleam.  Like base metal beneath the touchstone's rub, when tested he shows the blackness of his grain （for he is like a child who chases a winged bird）  and upon his people he brings a taint against which there is no defence. No god listens to his prayers. The man associated with such deeds, him they destroy in his unrighteousness. And such was Paris, who came  to the house of the sons of Atreus and dishonoured the hospitality of his host by stealing away a wedded wife.
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