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VI.
But what of Edwy? — lo, besideHis Brother, to defend,
He stood, and round the Cavern eyed,
In quest of some neglected brand,
To soldier his unarmed hand,
Every danger to attend,
Present to redeem his thrall,
Present to revenge his fall. —
Ay, if he sink, his rushing strength
Shall breast his foeman's sabre's length,
And, plucked from his Brother's palsied hand,
Wave in the Robber's sight the renovate brand,
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Incircled with terrors, ethereally hearted,
Incircled with fire, and sworded with flame,
As sudden as lightning, and strong as the same!
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