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”Hom. Il. 18.541and if they will so picture the gods at least not to have the effrontery to present so unlikely a likeness2 of the supreme god as to make him say:“ Out on it, dear to my heart is the man whose pursuit around Troy-town
I must behold with my eyes while my spirit is grieving within me,
”Hom. Il. 22.1683and:“ Ah, woe is me! of all men to me is Sarpedon the dearest,
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