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Lo, I say,

All black with dust and blood,—ah, sad, sad sight,—

By two-horse chariot dragged, his swollen feet

Torn through with thongs ...

How from the bottom of his heart he groaned. Id. Ibid.

In such words as these did he seem to complain: Am I, then, who described so elegantly all those many lands, those many peoples, those islands, rivers, straits, seas, and whirlpools, I who ventured so confidently upon the description of the whole world, am I to remain thus maimed, thus mutilated, thus disfigured?

—Ah me, how hacked am I,

How like that Hector who erstwhile brought back

... his squalid ... locks

All stiff with blood, and many a wound he got

About his country's walls. Id. Ibid.

Unless some helping hand be stretched forth, I shall soon surely die.

In time Machaon healed the loathsome limbs of Philoctetes,

And Phillyreian Chiron gave to blinded Phœnix sight;

The god of Epidaurus, at a father's fond entreaties,

By Cretan herbs Androgeos brought again to realms of light.[1]

But verily I believe that