ambrosial night,

sand like wet seal backs under the lamp

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And that was when Troy was down,
superbo Ilion ....

And they were sailing along,
under the lea of an island,
Sitting in the stern-sheets,
and the wind drifting off from the Island,
"Tet... tet..."

"What is it? said Anchises.

Tethneke, said the helmsman, I think

they are howling because Adonis died Virgin.

"Huh, tet" said Anchises,

well they've made a bloody mess of
that city.