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Its erring fury hifs'd along the Ikies :
Deep in the fwelling bank was driv'n the fpear,
Ev'n to the middle earth'd ; and quiver'd there.

cxprefly told us in this fpeech that it was but ten days
fince he came to the aid of Troy; he might be made
general of the Pasonians upon the death of Pyraschmes,
who was killed in the fixteenth book. Why alfo might
not the Pceonians, as well as Teucer, excel in the ma-
nagement both of the bow and the fpear?

$, 187. Deep in the fwelling bank was driv'n the fpear

Ev'n to the middle earth'd,— J

It was impoflible for the poet to give us a greater idea
of the ftrength of Achilles than he has by this circum-
fhnce; his fpear pierced fo deep into the ground, that
another hero of great ftrength could not difengage it by
repeated efforts; but immediately after, Achilles draws
it with the utmoft eafe: how prodigious was the force
of that arm that could drive at one throw a fpear half
way into the earth, and then with a touch releafe it ?

g 4 TfOMER'sTLIA D. Boole XXI.

Therefrom his fide the (Vord Pelides drew,

And on his foe with doubled fury flew. 19a .

The foe thrice tugg'd, and (hook the rooted wood ;

Repulfive of his might the weapon flood:

The fourth, he tries to break the fpear in vain ;

Bent as he (lands, he tumbles to the plain ;

His: belly open'd with a ghaftly wound, 19$

The reeking entvuls pour upon the ground.

Beneath the hero's feet he panting lies,

And his eye darkens, and his fpirit flies:

While the proud vi&or thus triumphing faid,

His radiant armour tearing from the dead: 20*

So ends thy glory ! fucli the fate they prove

Who ftrive prefumptuous with the fons of Jove.

Sprung from a river didfl thou boaft thy line,

But great Saturnius is the fource of mine.

How durfl thou vaunt thy wat'ry progeny ? 2Q£

Of Peleus, /Eacus, and Jove, am I ;

The race of thefe fuperior far to thofe,

As he that thunders to the flream that flows.

What rivers can, Scamander might have (hown ;

But Jove he dreads, nor wars againft his fon. 2x0

Ev'n Achelous might contend in vain,

An:! all the roaring billows of the main.

Th' eternal Ocean, from whofe fountains flow

The feas, the rivers, and the fprings below,

The thand'ring voice oj£ Tove abhors to hear, 215

And in his deep abylles ihakes with fear.


Book XXI. H O M E R's X LI A D. 8$

He faid; then from the bank hrsjav'lin tore,
And left the breatlilefs warrior in his gore.
The floating tides the bloody carcafs lave,
* T \d beat againfl ir, wave fucceeding wave ; 223

*'* ill roll'd between the banks, it lies the food
'Of curling eels, and fifties of the flood.
AH fcatter'd round the ftream (their mightieft Cain)
*Th' amaz'd Pseonians fcour along the plain :
He vents his fur/ on the flying crew, 2 2$

Thraflus, Aftypylus, and Mnefus flew;
Mydon, Therfilochus, with ^Enius fell ;
And numbers more his lance had plung'd to he!!;
fcut from the bottom cf his gulphs profound,
Scamander fpoke ; the mores return'd the found. 23a

O firfl: of mortals! (for the Gods are thine.)
tn valour matchlefs, and in force divine !
If Jove have giv'n thee ev'ry Trojan head,
*'Tis not on me thy rage mould heap the dead.
See ! my choak'd dreams no more their courfe can keep,
Kor roll their wonted tribute to the deep. 236

Turn then, impetuous ! from our injur 'd flood:
"Content, thy (laughters could amaze a God.

In human form confefs'd before his eyes
The river thus; and thus the chief replies. 24*"

O facred ftream ! thy word we mail obey;
But not till Troy the deftin'd vengeance pay,
Not till within her tow'rs the perjur'd train
Shall pant, and tremble at our arms again;

Vol. IV. H

86 H O M E R'j I L I A D. Book XXI.
Not till proud Hector, guardian of her wall, 24]

Or ftain this lance, or fee Achilles fall.

He faid ; and drove with fury on the foe.
Then to the Godhead of the filver bow
The yellow flood began : O fon of Jove !
Was not the mandate of the fire above 250

Full and exprefs ? that Phoebus mould employ
His facred arrows in defence of Troy,
And make her conquer, till Hyperion's fall
In awful darknefs hide the face of all ?

He fpoke in vain the chief without difmay 25$

Ploughs thro' the boiling furge his defp'rate way.

Then rifing in his rage above the fhores,

From all his deep the bellowing river rores,

Huge heaps of (lain difgorges on the coaft,

And round the banks the ghafily dead are tod. 260

While all before, the billows rang'd on high

(A wat'ry bulwark) fkreen the bands who fly.

Now burning on his head with thund'ring found,

The falling deluge whelms the hero round :

y. 263. Now burfting on bis bead, etc.] There is a
great beauty in the verification of this whole pafTage in
Homer: fome of the verfes run hoarfe, full and fonorous,'
like the torrent they defcribe ; others by their broken
cadences, and Hidden flops, image the difficulty, labour
and interruption of the hero's march againft it. The
fail of the elm, the tearing up of the bank, the rufliing
of the branches in the water, are all put into fuch words,
that almofl: every letter correfponds in its found, and
fechoes to the fenfe, of each particular.

Soot XXI. H O M E R's I L I A D. 87
lis loaded fhield bends to the rufhing tide; 265

lis feet, upborn, fcarce the ftrong flood divide,
ifidd'ring, and ftagg'ring. On the border flood
K fpreading elm, that overhung the flood ;
rte feiz'd a bending bough, his fteps to flay ;
The plant uprooted to his weight gave way, 270

leaving the bank, and undermining all ;
,oud flam the waters to the rufhing fall
Of the thick foliage. The large trunk difplay'd
Bridg'd the rough flood acrofs : the hero ftay'd
On this his weight, and rais'd upon his hand, 275

Leap'd from the chanel, and regain'd the land.

f. 274. Bridg'd tbc rough flood acrofs 1 tfw«

had no other account of the river Xanthus but this, it
were alone fufhcicnt to (hew that the current could not
be very wide ; for the poet here fays that the elmftretch-
rd from bank to bank, and as it were made a bridge o*
ver it : the fuddennefs of this inundation perfeclly well
agrees with a narrow river.

f. 276. Lea fd from the chanel.'] Euftathius recites
a criticifm on this verfe ; in the original the word a»>,
fignifies Stagnum, Palus, a {landing water ; now this is
certainly contrary to the idea of a river, which always
implies a current : to folve this, fays that author, fome
have fuppofed that the tree which lay acrofs the river
(lopped the flow of the waters, and forced them to
fpread as it were into a pool. Others, diffatisfied with
this folution, think that a miftake is crept into the text,
and that inflead of 'ex A7 y .wr, fhould be inferted fc a*™?.
But I do not fee the neceflity of having recourfe to ei-
ther ofthefe folutions; for why may not the word a/.uvV,
fignify here the chanel of the river, as it evidently does
in the 317th verfe? And nothing being more common
H 2

88 HOME It's ILIAD. Book XXL

Then blacken'd the wild waves ; the murmur rofe ;

The God purfues, a hnger billow throws,

-dnd burfts the bank, ambitious to deftroy

The man whofe fury is the fate of Troy. 28$

He, like the warlike eagle fpeeds his pace,

{Swiftelt and (trongeft of th' aerial race)

Jar as a fpear can fly, Achilles fprings

At ev'ry bound ; his clanging armour rings:

Now here, now there, he turns on ev'ry fide, 28$

And winds his courfe before the following tide ;

The waves flow after, wherefoe'er he wheels,

And gather fart, and murmur at his heels.

So when a peafant to his garden brings

Soft rills of water from the bubbling fprings, 290

than to fubftitute a part for the whole, why may not the
chanel be fuppofed to imply the whole river ?

$. 289. So when a peafant to bis garden brings, etc.]
This changhig of the character is very beautiful: no
poet ever knew, like Horner, to pafs from the vehement
and the nervous, to the gentle and agreeable ; fuchtran-
fitions, when properly made, give a lingular pleafure,
as when in mufic a mailer paffes from the rough to the
tender. Demetrius Phalereus, who only praifes this
comparifon for its clearnefs, has nor fufficiently recom-
mended its beauty and - value. Virgil has transferred it
into his firft book of the Georgics, f\ 106.

De'inde fatis fluvlum inducit, rivofquefequentes :
Et cum exujius ager morlentlbus ajiuat herbis,
Ecce fupercilio clivofi tramitis undam
Elicit : Ilia cadens raucwn per levia murmur
Sa.xa ciet > fcatebrifqu<:. arentia temper at arva.


Book XXI. HO M E R's I L T A D. 89

And calls the floods from high, to blefs his bow'rs,

And feed rith pregnant ftreams the plants and flow'rs ;

Soon as he clears whatever their paflTage (hid,

And marks the future current with his fpade,

Swift o'er the rolling pebbles, down the hills 295

Louder and louder purl the falling rills,

Before him fcatt'ring, they prevent his pains,

And mine in mazy wand'rings o'er the plains.

Still flies Achilles, but before his eyes
Still fwift Scamander rolls where-e'er he flies : 300

Not all his fpeed efcapes the rapid floods;
The firft of men, but not a match for Gods.
Oft' as he turn'd the torrent to oppofe,
And bravely try if all thepow'rs were foes;
So oft' the furge, in wat'ry mountains fpread, 3 ;$

Beat on his back, or burfts upon his head.
Yet dauntlef^ftill the adverfe flood he braves,
And ftill indignant bounds above the waves.
Tir'd by the tides, his knees relax with toil ;
Wafh'd from beneath him Aides the flimy foil ; 310

When thus (his eyes on tteav'n's expanfion thrown)
Forth burfts the hero with an angry groan.

Is there no God Achilles to befriend,
No pow'r t'avert his (inferable end ?
Prevent, oh Jove I this ignominious date, 315

And make my future life the fport of fate.
Of all heav'n's oracles believ'd in vain,
But moil of Thetis, mud her fon complain y



By Phoebus' darts me prophefy'd my fall,

In glorious arms before the Trojan walL 32a

Oh ! had I dy'd in fields of battel warm,

Stretch'd like a hero, by a hero's arm 1

: jh 321. Oh had Tdfd In fields of battel warm t etc.]
Nothing is more agreeable than this wifh to the heroic
character of Achilles: glory is his prevailing paflion ;
he grieves not that he rauft die, but that he mould die
unlike a man of honour. Virgil has made ufe of the
fame thought in the fame circumftance, where JEneas is.
in danger of being drowned, JEn, 1. f. 98.

• terque quaterque beati >

$ueis ante or a patrtim Trojarfubmxnibus alth.
Contigit oppetere! Danaum fortifime gentis
Tydide, mene Iliads occumbere campis
Non potu'tjfe ? tuaque. animam banc effundere dextra f

Luean in the fifth book of his Pharfalia, reprefenting
Caefar in the fame circumftance, has (I think) carried
yet farther the characler of ambition, and a boundlefs.
third of glory, in his hero; when, after he has repined
in the fame manner with Achilles, he acqiuefces at lafi
in the reflection of the glory he had already acquired;,

~ Licet ingentes. abruperit afius

feflinata dies fath, fat magna per eg i.
^r tic as domui gentes : Inimicafubegi
Jrma manu : Vidit Magnum mihi Roma fecund unu
And only wifhes that his obfcure fate mi<?ht be conceal-
ed, in the view that all the world might ftil! fear and ex~
pec~t him.

~~" -Lacenim retinete cadaver

FlucJibus in mediis; defint mihi bujla, rognfqne,
Dum metuar ftmper terraque expefivr ub onm'u


jMioht Hector's fpear this dauntlefs bofom rend,
And my fwift foul o'ertakemy flaughter'd friend !
Ah no ! Achilles meets a (hameful fate, 325

Oh how unworthy of the brave and great !
Like fome vile fwain, whom on a rainy day,
Croffing a ford, the torrent fweeps away,
An unregarded carcafe to the fea.

Neptune and Pallas hade to his relief, 330

And thus in human form addrefs the chief:
The pow'r of Ocean firft. Forbear thy fear,
Oh fon of Peleus ! Lo thy Gods appear !
Behold ! from Jove defcending to thy aid,
Propitious Neptune, and the blue-ey'd maid, 33$

Stay, and the furious flood fliall ceafe to rave :.
'Tis not thy fate to glut his angry wave.
JBut thou, the counfel heav'n fuggeils, attend I
Nor breathe from combate, nor thy fword fufpend,
'Till Troy receive her flying fons, 'till all 340

Her routed fquadrons pant behind their wall;
Hector alone fhall (land his fatal chance,
And Hector's blood (hall fmoke upon thy lance.
Thine is the glory doora'd. Thus fpake the Godsr
Then fwift afcended to the bright abodes. 345

Stung with new ardour, thus by heav'n impeli'd^
He fprings impetuous, and invades the field r
O'er all th' expanded plain the waters fpread;
Heav'd on the bounding billows danc'd the tiead,
Floating 'midlt fcatter'darms ; while cafques of gold 35.O
And turn'd-up bucklers glitter'd as they roll'd*


High o'er the (urging tide, by leaps and bounds,

He wades, and mounts; the parted wave refounds.

!Not a whole river flops the hero's conrfe,

While Pallas fills him with immortal force. 355

With equal rage, indignant Xanthus rores,

And lifts his billows, and o'erwhelms his mores.

Then thus to Simois : hafte, my. brother flood !
And check this mortal that controuls a God :
Our braveft heroes elfe mail quit the fight, 360

And Ilion tumble from her tow'ry height.
Call then thy fubjecl ftreams, and bid them rore,
From all thy fountains fwell thy wat'ry ftore,
With broken rocks, and with a load of dead
Charge the black furge, and pour it on his head. 36*5
,Mark how refiftlefs thro' the floods he goes,
And boldly bids the warring Gods be foes !
But nor that force, nor form divine to fight
Shall ought avail him, if our rage unite:
Whelm'd under our darkgnlphs thofe arms mail lie, 37*
That blaze fo dreadful in each Trojan eye j
And deep beneath a fandy mountain hurl'd,
Immers'd remain this terror of the world.
Such pond'rous ruin fhall confound the place,
Ko Greek fhall e'er his perifh'd relicks grace, 375

Ko hand his bones mail gather, or inhume;
Thefe his cold rites, and this his wat'ry tomb.

He faid; and on the chief defcends amain,
Increas'd with gore, and fwelling with the flaiix.


Then murm'ring -from his bed3, he boils, he raves, 380

And a foam whitens on the purple waves :

At ev'ry flcp, before Achilles flood

The crimfon furge, and delug'd him with blood.

Fear touch'd the queen of heav'n: fhe faw difmay'd,

She call'd aloud, and fummon'd Vulcan's aid. 385

Rife to the war ! th.' infulting flood requires
Thy wafteful arm : aflemble all thy fires i
While to their aid, by our command enjoin'd,
Rufh the fwift eaftem and the weftem wind :
Thefe from old Ocean at my word fhall blow> ty9
Pour the red torrent on the wat'ry foe,
CorfeS and arms to one bright ruin turn, \
And hiding rivers to their bottoms burn.
Go, mighty in thy rage ! difplay thy powV,
Prink the whole flood, the crackling trees devour, 59/5
Scorch all the banks ! and ('till our voice reclaim)-
Exert th' unweary'd furies of the flame L

The pow'r ignipotent her word obeys:
Wide o'er the plain he pours the boundlefs blaze ;
At once confumes the dead, and dries the foil j 400
And the (hrunk waters in their chanel boil :
As when autumnal Boreas fweeps thefky,
And inftant blows the water'd gardens dry:
So look'd the field, fo whiten'd was the ground,
While Vulcan breath'd the fiery bfeft around. 405

f. 405. While Vulcan breatlfd the fiery hi 'aft x around '.J
It is in the original, it. 35$.

94 H O M E R's I,L I A D. BookXXk
Swift on the fedgy reeds the ruin preys;
Along the margin winds the running blaze :
The trees in flaming rows to afhes turn,
The flow'ry Lotos, and the tam'rifk burn.
Broad elm, and cy pre fs rifing in a fpire; 410

The wat'ry willows hifs before the fire.
Now glow the waves, the fifties pant for breath,
The eels lie twifting in the pangs of death:
Now flounce aloft, now dive the fcaly fry,
Or gafping, turn their bellies to the fky. 415

At length the river rear'd his languid head,
And thus, fhort-panting, to the God he faid.
Oh Vulcan 1 oh 1 what pow'r refills thy might?

I faint, I fink, unequal to the fight —

^J yield Let Ilionfall; if fate decree 420

Ah bend no more thy fiery arms on me I

He ceas'd ; wide conflagration blazing round ;
The bubling waters yield ahifling found.

The epithet given to Vulcan in this verfe (as well as in
the 367th) 'H?*troio *exvf P ovi>^ has no fort of allufion to
the action defcribed : for what has his wifdom or how
lege to do with burning up the river Xanthus ? This is
ufual in our author, and much exclaimed againft by his
modern antagonifts, whom Mr. Boileau very well an-
fwers. " It is not fo ftrange in Homer to give thefe
" epithets to perfons upon occafions which can have
" no reference to them; the fame is frequent in modern
" languages, in which we call a man by the name of
" Saint, when we fpeak of any aclion of his that has
" not the lead regard to hhjbntffy : as when we fay,
" for example, that St. Paul held the garments of thofc
" who ffoncd St. Stephen."

Book XXI. H O M E R's I L I A D. p$

As when the flames beneath a caldron rife,
To melt the fat of fome rich facrifice, 425

Amid the fierce embrace of circling fires
-The waters foam, the heavy fmoak afpires :
So boils th' imprifon'd flood, forbid to flow,
And choak'd with vapours, feels his bottom glow.
To Juno then, imperial queen of air, 430

The burning river fends his earnefl pray'r.
Ah why, Saturnia ! muft thy fon engage
Me, only me, with ail his wafteful rage ?
On other Gods his dreadful arm employ,
For mightier Gods afTert the caufe of Troy. 435

Submiffive I defift, if thou command,
But ah ! withdraw this all-deftroying hand.
Hear then my folemn oath, to yield to fate
Unaided Ilion, and her deftin'd ftate,
'Till Greece {hall gird her with deftructive flame., 449
And in one ruin fink the Trojan name.

fr* 424. As when the flames beneath a caldron rife3
It is impoflible to render literally fuch pafTages with any
tolerable beauty. Thefe ideas can never be made to
mine in Englifh ; fome particularities cannot be preferv-
ed ; but the Greek language gives them luftre, the words
are noble and mufical.

*,fl? St Xtfivc £e? evSov tirtiyr>iu.Vio<; rripl rrsXXj?,

KviCCW /U.t\So/JLcVO£ a,sra\G7ptfiO{ (TtuXOiO,

TldvToSiv a.u/ioXaJS/V, Cro Si £oAa necyxocva kiItoci.

All therefore that can be expected from a tranflator is
to preferve the meaning of the fimile, and embellifh it
with fome words of affinity that carry nothing low in
the fenfe or found.

$6 H O M E R's ILIAD. Book XXI,

His warm intreaty touch 'd Saturnia's ear:
She bade th' igni potent his rage forbear,
Recall the flame, nor in a mortal caufe
Infeft a God : th' obedient flame withdraws: 44J

Again, the branching dreams begin to fpread,
And foft re-murmur in their wonted bed.

f. 447. And foft re-mirmur in their wotrted /WJ
Here ends the epifode of the river-fights and I muft here
lay before the .reader my thoughts upon the whole of it ;
which appears to be in part an allegory, and in part a
true hiftory. Nothing can give a better idea of Homer's
manner of enlivening his inanimate machines, and of
making the plainefl: and fimpleft incidents noble and
poetteal, than to conlider the whole pafFage in the com*
mon hlftorical fenfe, which I fuppofe to be no more
than this. There happened a great overflow of the
river Xanthus during the fiege, which very much incom-
moded the alfailants : this gave occafion for the fiction
of an engagement between Achilles and the river-god:
Xanthus calling Simois to aflift him, implies that thefe
two neighbouring rivers joined in the inundation: Pal-
las and Neptune relieve Achilles ; that is, Pallas, or the
ivifdom of Achilles, found fome means to divert the
waters, and turn them into the fea,- wherefore Neptune,
the God of it, is feigned to aflift him. Jupiter and Juno
(by which are underftood the aerial regions) confent to
aid Achilles; that may fignify, that after this great flood
there happened a warm, dry, windy feafon, which af-
fnaged the waters, and dried the ground : and what
makes this in a manner plain, is, that Juno (which
fignifies the air) promifes to fend the north and weft
winds to diftrefs the river. Xanthus being confumed
by Vulcan, that is, dried up with heat, prays to Juno
to relieve him: what is this, but that the drought hav-
ing drunk up his ftreams, he has recourfe to the air for


Book XXI. H O M E R's I L I A D. 97

While thefe by Juno's will the ffrife rcfign,
The warring Gods in fierce contention join:
Re-kindling rage each heav'nly bread alarms; 4^0

With horrid clangor (hock'd th' sethereal arms:
Keav'n in loud thunder bids the trumpet found;
And wide beneath them groans the rending ground.
Jove, as his fpoft, the dreadful fcene defcries,
And views contending Gods with carelefs eyes. 4;$

Tains to re-fupply his current ? Or, perhaps the whole
may fignify no more, than that Achilles being on the
farther fide of the river, plunged himfelf in to purfue
the enemy; that in this adventure he run the rifk of be-
ing drowned ; that to fave himfelf he laid hold on a fallen
tree, which ferved to keep him a-flo.u ; that he was (till
carried down the ftream to the place where was the
confluence of the two rivers (winch is exprefTed by
the one calling the other to his aid) and that when
he came nearer the fea [Neptune] he found means by
his prudence [Pallas] to fave himfelf from his danger.

If the reader ftill mould think, the fiction of rivers
fpeaking and fighting is too bold, the objection will
vanifh by confidering how much the heathen mytho-
logy authorizes the feprefentation of rivers as perfons:
nay, even in old hiftorians nothing is more common
than ftories of rapes committed by river-gods ; and the
fiction Was no way unprecedented, after one of the fame
•nature fo well known, as the engagement between Her-
cules and the river Achelous.

f. 454. Jove f as his /port, the dreadful fcene defcries,
And views contending Gods ivithcarelefi ejes.2
I was at a lofs for the reafon why Jupiter is faid to
fmile at the difcord of the gods, till I found it in Eu-
ftathius; Jupiter^ fays lie, who is the lord of nature, is
well pleafed with the war of the gods, that is, of earth,
fea, and air, etc. becaufe the harmony of all beings arifes

Vol. IV. I

9 S HO M E R's ILIAD. Book XXL
The pow'r of battels lifts his brazen fpear,
And firft afTaults the radiant queen of war.

What mov'd thy madnefs, thus to dif-unite
Ethereal minds, and miK all heav'n in fight ?
What wonder this, when in thy frantic mood 460

Thou drov'ft a mortal to infult a God ;
Thy impious hand Tydides' jav'lin bore,
And madly bath'd it in celeftial gore.

He fpoke, and fmote the loud-refounding fhield,
W r hich bears Jove's thunder on its dreadful field ; 465
The adamantine JEgis of her fire,
That turns the glancing bolt, and forked fire.

from that difcord : thus earth is oppofite to water, air
to earth, and water to them all ; and yet from this op-
position arifes that difcordant concord by which all na-
ture fubfiits. Thus heat and cold, moift and dry, are
in a continual war, yet upon this depends the fertility of
the earth, and the beauty of the creation. So that Ju-
piter, who according to the Greeks is the foul of all,
may well be faidto fmile at this contention.

f. 456. The power of battels, etc] The combateof
Mars and Pallas is plainly allegorical : jimUce and wifdom
demanded that an end mould be put to this terrible war :
the god of war oppofes this, but is worded. Euftathius
fays that this holds forth the oppofition of rage and
wifdom ; and no fooner has our reafon fubdued one
temptation, but another fucceeds to reinforce it, as
Venus fuccours Mars. The poet feems farther to in-
finuate, that reafon when it refills a temptation vigorous-
ly, eafily overcomes it : fo it is with the utmofl facility,
that Pallas conquers both Mars and Venus. He adds,
that Pallas retreated from Mars in order to conquer him:
this (hews us, that the beft way to fubdue a temptation
is -to letreatirGra it.

iBookXXT. HOME R's ILIAD. 09

Then heav'd the Goddefs in her mighty hand
A (lone, the limit of the neighb'ring land,
There fix'd from elded times; black, craggy, vaft: 470
This, at the heav'nly homicide (he caft.'

f. 468. Then heav'd the Goddefs in her mighty hand
J flone, etc.]
The poet has defcribed many of bis heroes in former parts
of his poem, as throwing (tones of enormous bulk and
weight; but here he rifes in his image: he is defcribing
a goddefs, and has found a way to make that action

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