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We heard (1 ) the voice of joy on the coast, and we thought that the mighty Cathmor came. Cathmor the friend of strangers :
which is still a higher degree of generosity than that of Axylus in Homer for the poet does not say, but the good man might, at the head of his own rable, have heard with pleasure the praise bestowed on him by the people he entertained.
A'Évacy J' 3; irov. 20%, dyaB. Aloušore
Next Teuthra's son distain'd the sands with blood,