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chapter-010		chapter-010			.txt	text/plain	10260	846	92	Then was your time to fear the Trojan fate: Since, said the god, the Trojans must not join First arm thy soldiers for th ensuing fight: From the same hand, and sent with equal force, His arms and spoils thy holy oak shall bear. And let proud Turnus view, with dying eyes, So many sons of gods, in bloody fight, This said, the god permits the fatal fight, Now with full force his spear young Pallas threw, The time shall come, when Turnus, but in vain, One day first sent thee to the fighting field, One day beheld thee dead, and borne upon thy shield. Him the fierce Trojan followd thro the field: Then thro his breast his fatal sword he sent, The fated land you sought so long by sea. Great Jove, he said, and the far-shooting god, Nor fate I fear, but all the gods defy.	./cache/chapter-010.txt	./txt/chapter-010.txt