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saffron morn, with early blushes spread,

Now rose refulgent from Tithonus' bed,

With new-born day to gladden mortal sight,

And gild the courts of heaven with sacred light:

When baleful Eris, sent by Jove's command,

The torch of discord blazing in her hand,

Through the red skies her bloody sign extends,

And, wrapped in tempests, o'er the fleet descends.

High on Ulysses' bark her horrid stand

She took, and thundered through the seas and land.

E'en Ajax and Achilles heard the sound,

Whose ships, remote, the guarded navy bound.