"Thus said the hawk to the nightingale with speckled neck, while he carried her high up among the clouds, gripped fast in his talons, and she, pierced by his crooked talons, cried pitifully. To her he spoke disdainfully: ‘Miserable thing, why do you cry out? One far stronger than you now holds you fast, and you must go wherever I take you, songstress as you are. And if I please I will make my meal of you, or let you go. He is a fool who tries to withstand the stronger, for he does not get the mastery and suffers pain besides his shame.’"

~   Hesiod, Works and Days
(Trans. by H.G. Evelyn-White)
dammit
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The New Yorker, October 18, 1999 issue.
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hint
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GPOY
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happens
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Subaquatic Beauty by Alix Malka
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pfft
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Opaque  by  andbamnan