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Trojans. your great Ilioneus behold. Haste, to his father let the tale be told. Let his high roofs resound with frantic woe, Such as the house of Promachus must know; Let doleful tidings greet his mothers ear, Such as to Promachus sad spouse we bear, When we victorious shall to Greece return, And the pale matron in our triumphs mourn.