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LXXXVII.
Æl.My countrymen, my friends, your noble sprites
Speak in your eyes, and do your master tell,
Swift as the rain-storm to the earth alights,
So will we fall upon these spoilers fell.
Our mowing swords shall plunge them down to hell,
Their thronging corpses shall obscure the stars;
The barrows bursting with the slain shall swell,
Shewing to coming times our famous wars;
In every eye I see the flame of might,
Shining abroad, e'en like a hill-fire in the night.
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