Quick as a flash
with her flaring robes Lampetie sped the news
to the Sun on high that we had killed his herds
and Helios burst out in rage to all the immortals:
’Father Zeus! the rest of you blissful gods who never die—
punish them all, that crew of Laertes’ son Odysseus—
what an outrage! They killed my cattle,
the gr…
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