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These all together uplifted their hands, and for that boon made supplication.

I shrink with shame from telling the awful deed unrighteously dared,

And the doom from Oenone that drave them forth to be men without a nation,

And how from the far-famed island-home those mighty heroes fared.

I refrain: not every perfect truth its face should prudently show,

And how to be silent is oft the wisest thing that a man may know.