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good old blooms of northern Europe which My Dear had so

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His vital parts were safeguarded by spears

good old blooms of northern Europe which My Dear had so

That bristled in his body. Fortune saw

good old blooms of northern Europe which My Dear had so

Thus waged a novel combat, for there warred

good old blooms of northern Europe which My Dear had so

Against one man an army. Why with darts,

Madmen, assail him and with slender shafts,

'Gainst which his life is proof? Or ponderous stones

This warrior chief shall overwhelm, or bolts

Flung by the twisted thongs of mighty slings.

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