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“Now, by my faith,” the hero cried,“Mine host, I like thee well;
Go with me to the Dromo's side,
In peace thou there may'st dwell.
Messina's priests shall bend the knee,
And pray Our Lady kind for thee;—
Thy spouse and son may not return,
But mass shall be said, and tapers burn,
That brief and light may their entrance be
Where blest St. Peter keeps the key.”—
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