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My Death will both the Kingly Brothers please,
And set insatiate Ithacus at ease.
$\scriptstyle {\left.{\begin{matrix}\ \\\\\ \ \end{matrix}}\right\}\,}$This fair unfinish'd Tale, these broken starts,
Rais'd expectations in our longing Hearts,
Unknowing as we were in Grecian Arts. 145
His former trembling once again renew'd,
With acted Fear, the Villain thus pursu'd.
 Long had the Grecians (tir'd with fruitless Care,
And weary'd with an unsuccessful War,)
Resolv'd to raise the Siege, and leave the Town; 150
And had the Gods permitted, they had gone.
But oft the Wintry Seas, and Southern Winds,
Withstood their passage home, and chang'd their Minds.
Portents and Prodigies their Souls amaz'd;
But most, when this stupendious Pile was rais'd. 155
Then flaming Meteors, hung in Air, were seen,
And Thunders ratled through a Skie serene:
Dismay'd, and fearful of some dire Event,
Eurypylus, t'enquire their Fate, was sent; 159
$\scriptstyle {\left.{\begin{matrix}\ \\\\\ \ \end{matrix}}\right\}\,}$He from the Gods this dreadful Answer brought;
O Grecians, when the Trojan Shores you sought,
Your Passage with a Virgin's Blood was bought:
So must your safe Return be bought again;
And Grecian Blood, once more attone the Main.
The spreading Rumour round the People ran; 165
All fear'd, and each believ'd himself the Man.
Ulysses took th' advantage of their fright;
Call'd Calchas, and produc'd in open sight: