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562—576 Roars through the desert, and demands his prey.

Paris he seeks, impatient to destroy,

But seeks in vain along the troops of Troy;

Even those had yielded to a foe so brave

The recreant warrior, hateful as the grave.

Then speaking thus, the king of kings arose:

"Ye Trojans, Dardans, all our generous foes!

Hear and attest! from heaven with conquest crowned,

Our brother's arms the just success have found:

Be therefore now the Spartan wealth restored,

Let Argive Helen own her lawful lord;

The appointed fine let Ilion justly pay,

And age to age record this signal day."

He ceased; his army's loud applauses rise,

And the long shout runs echoing through the skies.