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Book 8.
Ovid's Metamorphoses.
41
Sometimes my Strength into my Horns transfer'd,
A Bull I march, the Captain of the Herd.
But whilst I once those goring Weapons wore,
Vast wresting Force one from my Forehead tore.
Lo, my maim'd Brows the Injury still own;
He ceas'd; his Words concluding with a Groan.
The End of the Eighth Book.
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