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II.
But swifter than the pliant oar,
That cuts the wave, and coasts the shore,
The Page and Herald press the steed,
And urge, o'er hill and dale, their speed,
Pass, unoppos'd, the tented plain,
And greet Corunna's steel-clad train.
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