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“Ay, thou may'st stand, and smile, and beck,
With thy half head on half a neck;
M'Ola soon shall be with thee,
His sworn and subtile enemy.
Thou basilisk of burning spheres!
Thou, and thy hellish, damn'd compeers,
With dreams and visions of dismay,
And terrors of a future day—
With dreadful darkness, fire, and storm,
At last have vanquished Donald Gorm!
But some shall rue, since so it be:
Go to, go to—I'll be with thee.”