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But the march of the viewless train Went on to a royal fane, Where a priest his night-hymn sang.

There was knocking that shook the marble floor, And a voice at the gate, which said— "That the Cid Ruy Diez, the Campeador,       Was there in his arms array'd;    And that with him, from the tomb,    Had the Count Gonzalez come,        With a host, uprisen to aid!

"And they came for the buried king that lay       At rest in that ancient fane; For he must be arm'd on the battle-day,        With them, to deliver Spain!" —Then the march went sounding on, And the Moors, by noontide sun, Were dust on Tolosa's plain.