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54 And be it said, mid these his pranks so odd With something nigh to chivalry he trod And oft the drear and driven would defend&mdash; The little shopgirls' knight unto the end. Yea, he had passed, ere we could understand The blade of Sidney glimmered in his hand. Yea, ere we knew, Sir Philip's sword was drawn With valiant cut and thrust, and he was gone.