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Of thy past valour therefore boast no more,
Nor longer elevate thine haughty brow;
Spite of the heights to which thy pride may soar,
I dare pronounce thee a vile dastard now.
Nor longer elevate thine haughty brow;
Spite of the heights to which thy pride may soar,
I dare pronounce thee a vile dastard now.
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