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Troy | ||
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so
now he rehearse | |
![]() | Achilles speaks of sorrow. Agamemnon, dishonors me. Petropoulos,
Here is no honor. There
is only tears and vengeance. | |
![]() | Ezra
sees Priam come to Achilles to retrieve the body of Hector. Priam cries for the death of his son; bemoans Troy besieged, Troy, which was the jewel of the world, burnt
and fallen.. | |
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hears the Grecian heroes complain of eleven years exchanged for a night of rape and plunder. | |
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![]() | He hears the Trojan women weep for their children. | |
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sees Priam speaking the light that was Troy has to keep shining. | |
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Ezra sees life conquering pain. Moss and lichen cover the stones, cover
the story. | |
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![]() | Paris
fell in love with beauty, | |
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![]() | Paris,
the toy of the gods, | |
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is carrying their pain, and in this they are absolved... | |
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But
Swan Lake is also with us, a
man walks
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"Priam
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