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From God it was-some priest
Of Até, in the house, by nurture thus increased.
At first, then, to the city of Ilion went
A soul, as I might say, of windless calm --
Wealth's quiet ornament,
An eyes'-dart bearing balm,
Love's spirit-biting flower.
But -- from the true course bending --
She brought about, of marriage, bitter ending:
Ill-resident, ill-mate, in power
Passing to the Priamidai -- by sending
Of Hospitable Zeus --
Erinus for a bride, -- to make brides mourn, her dower.
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