Pity beauty much commendeth And th' Embracer oft befriendeth When all eye-contentment endeth.
"Lyrics from the Song-Books of the Elizabethan Age"
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Then he said that he was Eurypylos son of the earth-Embracer, immortal Ennosides; and for that he was aware that we hasted to be gone, he straightway caught up of the chance earth at his feet a gift that he would fain bestow.
"The Extant Odes of Pindar"
Pindar