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 Woe, woe! It was in quest of you, yes, you, great lord of my city, that I went, when I brought news to you that the Argive army was kindling fires about the ships;  for by the springs of Simois I vow my eye kept sleepless watch by night, nor did I slumber or sleep. Do not be angry with me, my lord; I am guiltless of all.  Yet if hereafter you find that I in word or deed have done amiss, bury me alive beneath the earth; I ask no mercy.
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