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 METAMORPHOSES BOOK VII dying effort forced herself to say these few words: ' By the union of our love, by the gods above and my own gods, by all that I have done for you, and by the love that still I bear you in my dying hour, the cause of my own death, I beg you, do not let this Aura take my place.' And then I knew at last that it was a mistake in the name, and I told her the truth. But what availed then the telling? She fell back in my arms and her last faint strength fled with her blood. So long as she could look at anything she looked at me and breathed out her unhappy spirit on my lips. But she seemed to die content and with a happy look upon her face." This story the hero told with many tears, And now Aeacus came in with his two sons and his new levied band of soldiers, which Cephalus received with their valiant arms. 403