And Lypè, that her sorrow spares them not,
When mortals have forgot their fellow men.
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These, like twin sharks that in a fair ship’s wake
Swim constant, showing ’bove the water blue
Their shearing fins, and hasty ravin make
Of overthrow or offal, so these two
On Aphrodite’s passing follow hard;
And now she offer’d to their glut’s regard
Sweet Psyche, with command their wont to do.