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For well have things been worked out: these,—in much time,

Some of them, one might say, had luck in falling,

While some were faulty: for who, gods excepted,

Goes, through the whole time of his life, ungrieving?

For labours should I tell of, and bad lodgments,

Narrow deckways ill-strewn, too,—what the day's woe

We did not groan at getting for our portion?

As for land-things, again, on went more hatred!

Since beds were ours hard by the foemen's ramparts,

And, out of heaven and from the earth, the meadow

Dews kept a-sprinkle, an abiding damage

Of vestures, making hair a wild-beast matting.

Winter, too, if one told of it—bird-slaying—