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321 But Sir Eustace, whom good Angels

Had preserv'd from Murderers' hands,

And from Pagan chains had rescued,

Liv'd with honour on his lands.

Sons he had, saw Sons of theirs:

And through ages, Heirs of Heirs,

A long posterity renown'd,

Sounded the Horn which they alone could sound.