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Seven Cities Warred For Homer Being Dead, Who Living Had No Roofe To Shrowd His Head.
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Seven cities warred for Homer being dead,
Who living had no roofe to shrowd his head.
-- Thomas Heywood (c. 1574-1641)
-- Hierarchie of the Blessed Angells
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