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...rally, they bleed, for their kingdom and crown; Woe, woe to the riders that trample them down : Proud Cumberland prances insulting the slain, And their hoof-beaten bosoms are trod to the plain. — 117 But mark ! through the fast flashing lightning of war, What steed to the desert flies frantic...

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