At the same time, care has been taken not to burden the pupils. […] And Ceres, in her joy, wept and laughed at the same time, as she took her daughter in her arms. […] He seemed to be passing over the same path again and again, and to be arriving nowhere. […] It sounded like the voice of a bull, yet it seemed at the same time human. […] Then, in the same night, the servants of King Priam bore back the body to Troy, and all the city mourned the loss of its beloved hero.