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ANDROMEDA.
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Clasped her, and stood, like a god; and his lips curved proud as he answered— 'Great are the pitiless sea-gods: but greater the Lords of Olympus; Greater the Ægis-wielder, and greater is she who attends him. Clear-eyed Justice her name is, the counsellor, loved of Athené; Helper of heroes, who dare, in the god-given might of their manhood, Greatly to do and to suffer, and far in the fens' and the forests Smite the devourers of men, Heaven-hated, brood of the giants, Twyformed, strange, without like, who obey not the golden-haired Rulers. 350Vainly rebelling they rage, till they die by the swords of the heroes, Even as this must die; for I burn with the wrath of my father,
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