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110 I mean all such as can, for some This hand hath sent to their long home; And some lie sprawling on the ground, With many a gash and bloody wound. Cæsar himself could never say, He got two vict'ries in a day, As I have done, that can say, twice I, In one day, Veni, vidi, vici. The foe's so numerous, that we Cannot so often vincere, And they perire, and yet enow Be left to strike an after-blow. Then, lest they rally, and once more Put us to fight the bus'ness o'er, Get up, and mount thy steed; dispatch, And let us both their motions watch. Quoth Ralph, I should not, if I were In case for action, now be here; Nor have I turn'd my back, or hang'd An arse, for fear of being bang'd. It was for you I got these harms, Advent'ring to fetch off your arms. The blows and drubs I have receiv'd Have bruis'd my body, and bereav'd My limbs of strength: unless you stoop, And reach your hand to pull me up, I shall lie here, and be a prey To those who now are run away. That thou shalt not, quoth Hudibras: We read, the ancients held it was More honourable far servare Civem, than slay an adversary; The one we oft to-day have done, The other shall dispatch anon: