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CHAPTER XIX. THOSE MESSENGERS COME TO THIODOLF.
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[“O sun, pale up in heaven, shrink from us if thou wilt]
[Wolfkettle.]“O sun, pale up in heaven, shrink from us if thou wilt,
And turn thy face from beholding the shock of guilt with guilt!
Stand still, O blood of summer! and let the harvest fade,
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O day, give out but a glimmer of all thy flood of light,
If it be but enough for our eyen to see the road of fight!
Forget all else and slumber, if still ye let us wake,
And our mouths shall make the thunder, and our swords shall the lightening make,
And we shall be the storm-wind and drive the ruddy rain,
Till the joy of our hearts in battle bring back the day again.”
CHAPTER XIX. THOSE MESSENGERS COME TO THIODOLF.
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