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Meanwhile Patroclus pours along the plains, With foaming coursers, and with loosend reins. Fierce on the Trojan and the Lycian crew, Ah blind to fate. thy headlong fury flew. Against what fate and powerful Jove ordain, Vain was thy friends command, thy courage vain. For he, the god, whose counsels uncontrolld Dismay the mighty, and confound the bold; The god who gives, resumes, and orders all, He urged thee on, and urged thee on to fall.