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The Argvment.
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Troians at the trench, their powres engage,
Though greeted by a bird, of bad presage.
In fiue parts they diuide, their powre, to skale,
And Prince Sarpedon forceth downe the pale;
Great Hector from the Ports, teares out a stone,
And with so dead a strength, he sets it gone
At those brode gates the Grecians made to guard
Their tents and ships: that, broken, and vnbard,
They yeeld way to his powre; when all contend
To reach the ships: which all at last ascend.
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