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52 A skilful leech is better far, Than half a hundred men of war; So he appear'd, and by his skill, No less than dint of sword, could kill.
 * The gallant Bruin march' d next him,

With visage formidably grim, And rugged as a Saracen, Or Turk of Mahomet's own kin, Clad in a mantle de la guerre Of rough, impenetrable fur; And in his nose, like Indian king, He wore, for ornament, a ring; About his neck a threefold gorget, As rough as trebled leathern target; Armed, as heralds cant, and langued, Or, as the vulgar say, sharp-fanged: For as the teeth in beasts of prey Are swords, with which they fight in fray, So swords, in men of war, are teeth, Which they do eat their victual with. He was by birth, some authors write, A Russian, some a Muscovite, And 'mong the Cossacks had been bred, Of whom we in diurnals read. That serve to fill up pages here, As with their bodies ditches there. Scrimansky was his cousin-german, With whom he served, and fed on vermin;