1:16:04
They will remind me of you,
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until you become my bride.
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And l shall say,
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''Where you are, Caius,
there am l, Caia''.
1:16:29
Peas with olive and compresses
didn't help:
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Bronzebeard lost his voice.
He curses Rome and its air,
1:16:40
And how did the ape grow hoarse?
1:16:43
He acted out Leda's adventure,
sweated and caught a cold.
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No one will cry,
''Oh, people, fire!''
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Though houses smoulder
with crack and roar,
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and sparks adorn the blackened walls.
Who's there to shout?
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The bloody corpses
of those who lived here?
1:17:05
The town's destroyed,
though greedy flames
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still lick its walls.
1:17:12
Thy charm, oh Troy,
is lost in woe,
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thy end is close!
1:17:18
Footsteps, moans... and silence!
1:17:21
Troy is now a colossal torch,
1:17:24
a sacrificial fire,
a burnt-out desert.
1:17:32
Verses worthy of burning.
1:17:35
What flaws do you find in them?
1:17:39
l shall be frank: they'd be worthy
of a Virgil, an Ovid,
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even a Homer,
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but not of you! Your fire
doesn't blaze enough, your flames
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are not hot enough.
Reject their flattery.
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You are capable of creating
the masterpiece of all masterpieces.