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Once more bold Teucer, in his countrys cause, At Hectors breast a chosen arrow draws. And had the weapon found the destined way, Thy fall, great Trojan. had renownd that day. But Hector was not doomd to perish then. The all wise disposer of the fates of men Imperial Jove his present death withstands; Nor was such glory due to Teucers hands.