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OVID's

METAMORPHOSES.


BOOK XIII.


Translated by Mr. Dryden and Others.

The Speeches of Ajax and Ulysses.

By Mr. Dryden.

THE Chiefs were set; the Soldier crown'd the Field:
To these the Master of the Sevenfold Shield
Upstarted fierce: And kindled with Disdain
Eager to speak, unable to contain
His boiling Rage, he rowl'd his Eyes around
The Shore, and Grecian Gallies hall'd a-ground.
Then stretching out his Hands, O Jove, he cry'd,
Must then our Cause before the Fleet be try'd?
And dares Ulysses for the Prize contend,
in sight of what he durst not once defend?

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