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Rh So many flames before proud Ilion blaze, And lighten glimmering Xanthus with their rays; The long reflection of the distant fires Gleam on the walls, and tremble on the spires: A thousand piles the dusky horrors gild, And shoot a shady lustre o'er the field; Full fifty guards each flaming pile attend, Whose umber'd arms by fits thick flashes send; Loud neigh the coursers o'er their heaps of corn, And ardent warriours wait the rising morn.

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