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When both did Cloze, Youth from next Hill descended,
On gallop came; Six more well arm'd attended;
Whose Voyces loudly exclaim'd from far, Hold, Hold:
But came too late, both Bleeding on the Mold.
Young man Dismounted streight, falls on his Brest
Who fell beneath; sad Voice conjoyn'd exprest.
With Sighs and Tears: his Body clasped round,
Some fonder Brother thought, most strange Compound
Of Sorrow shew'd; the lordlike Corps appearing,
(Sense vanish'd, gone,) his Hair most wildly tearing;
Off came the False: True Womans Hair instead
Flow'd largely down (Plaits broken) from that Head.