Chorus
Our streaming tears break forth. Ah, no! An infection pours over him, an illness more to be pitied [855] than any suffering that adversaries ever brought upon that glorious hero. Ah, you dark head of the spear foremost in battle, who by your mighty point recently led that swift bride from Oechalia's heights! [860] But the Cyprian goddess, ministering in silence, has been plainly proved the author of these deeds.
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