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                    <TEI xmlns="http://www.tei-c.org/ns/1.0"><text xml:lang="eng"><body><div type="translation" n="urn:cts:greekLit:tlg0085.tlg005.perseus-eng3" xml:lang="eng"><sp><l n="810"><placeName key="perseus,Argos">Argos</placeName> first, as is right and proper, I greet, and her local gods who have helped me to my safe return and to the justice I exacted from Priam’s town.  For listening to no pleadings by word of mouth,
<note anchored="true" n="813" resp="Smyth"><q type="mentioned">Not hearing pleadings from the tongue</q>—as if the Greeks and Trojans were waging war in words before a human court—but with divine insight of the true merits of the case.</note>without dissenting voice, they cast into the</l><l n="815">bloody urn their ballots for the murderous destroying of <placeName key="tgn,7002329">Ilium</placeName>; but to the urn of acquittal that no hand filled, Hope alone drew near.  The smoke even now still declares the city’s fall.  Destruction’s blasts still live, and</l></sp></div></body></text></TEI>
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