the lookers on, Thus to Ulysses spoke great Telamon: "Or let me lift thee,
chief, or lift thou me: Prove we our force, and Jove the rest decree." He
said and, straining, heaved him off the ground With matchless strength
that time Ulysses found The strength to evade, and where the nerves
combine His ankle struck: the giant fell supine Ulysses, following, on
his bosom lies Shouts of applause run rattling through the skies. Ajax to
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