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cometh from the purple hills, Where the fight has been to-day; He bears the standard in his hand— Shout round the victor’s way. The sun-set of a battle won, Is round his steps from Marathon.

Gather the myrtles near, And fling them on his path; Take from her braided hair The flowers the maiden hath,