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32 Furious the struggle and long, the armies with teeth aclench And dripping weapons shortened, like athletes whose blows have killed pain. The soldiers of Hamet were flushed—but the spirit of Muley opposed them; The weak of Muley grew strong when they looked at the curtained litter. Their thought of the King was wine in the thirst of the fight; They saw that Hamah was there, still bending over the bed; Holding the curtains wide and taking the order that came From the burning lips of the King, and sending it down to his soldiers; They knew that Hamah the Captain was telling him of the onset, How they swept like hail on the fields, and left them like sickled grain.