Perhaps you have heard of a virgin, that men are in a cycle to the worse. In that story is not a rumor, he was successful, for Atalanta. But the men said, that this is the form of my own legs so clear.
And when this had longed to know, O virgin from his wife, the oracle responded: "Flee away, O wife, Atalanta. You ought to have a husband; will be your death. "The frightened maiden flight the crowd of suitors and lives unmarried in the forest with these harsh words:" I will not be a wife, the reward of the conqueror. But the death of the prize will be slow. Be it the battle! "
However, reckless crowd of suitors who came to fight the power of beauty and love so courageous captain. Being a spectator Hippomenës of course; condemned suitors: "Petiturne wife through such dangers?" But when he saw the body of a girl, he said, "Pardon me, not blame. Rewards do not yet know. This is really beautiful! I also have the form of Atalanta's have fun. "When he is praised, the fires of the love they grow; Virgin also hopes for victory. "Why did the fortune of the fight from me on this as a feeler? God will help her lover. "While it looks maiden foot bird flies. Although there seems to be slowly arrow Scythian, however Hippomenës a girl rather strange. Atalanta came to an end; Saunders wing. Atalanta winner is crowned. Young defeated given the death penalty.
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