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Say, hath aught survived and 'scaped the fray?

A store for darts it was, erewhile!

Remain but two or three!

No aid is left!

Ionian folk such darts, unfearing, see!

Right resolute they are! I saw disaster unforeseen.

Ah, speakest thou of wreck, of flight, of carnage that hath been?

Yea, and my royal robe I rent, in terror at their fall!

Alas, alas!

Yea, thrice alas!

For all have perished, all!