Not thus thy women | shall honor win.”
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[a]50]. Long the woman, | linen-decked, pondered,—
—Young she was,— | and weighed her words:
“For my sake now | shall none unwilling
Or loath to die | her life lay down.
[51]. “But little of gems | to gleam on your limbs
Ye then shall find | when forth ye fare
To follow me, | or of Menja’s wealth.
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