This said, upon her feet her shoes she binds,
Ambrosian golden shoes, that do her bear
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On land and water swiftly as the winds,
And takes in hand her brazen-headed spear;
A heavy, massy, and strong spear, the same
Wherewith, when angry, she the armed bands
Of mighty men of war does eas’ly tame.
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That was the spear she carried in her hands.

So she spoke, and bound beneath her feet her beautiful sandals,
immortal, golden, which were wont to bear her both over the waters of the sea
and over the boundless land swift as the blasts of the wind.
And she took her mighty spear, tipped with sharp bronze,
[100] heavy and huge and strong, wherewith she vanquishes the ranks of men —
of warriors, with whom she is wroth, she, the daughter of the mighty sire.