big farm, evidently finding in the society of this rougher

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And ramparted by war; in front and rear,

big farm, evidently finding in the society of this rougher

Where'er he struck, the victor. Now his sword

big farm, evidently finding in the society of this rougher

Blunted with gore congealed no more could wound,

big farm, evidently finding in the society of this rougher

But brake the stricken limb; while every hand

Flung every quivering dart at him alone;

Nor missed their aim, for rang against his shield

Dart after dart unerring, and his helm

In broken fragments pressed upon his brow;



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