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BOOK II. With wintry Tempests, that disdains all Mounds, Breaking a Way impetuous, and involves Within its Sweep, Trees, Houses, Men) he press'd Amidst the thickest Battel; and o'er-threw What-e'er withstood his zealous Rage; no Pause, No Stay of Slaughter, found his vigorous Arm, But th' unbelieving Squadrons turn'd to Flight Smote in the Rear, and with dishonest Wounds Mangl'd behind: The Soldan, as he fled, Oft call'd on Alla, gnashing with Despite, And Shame, and murmur'd many an empty Curse.


 * Behold Third Edward's Streamers blazing high

On Gallia's hostile Ground! his Right witheld, Awakens Vengeance; O imprudent Gauls, Relying on false Hopes, thus to incense The warlike English! one important Day Shall teach you meaner Thoughts! Eager of Fight, Rh