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Yet against a battle-blencher thou must lead yon huge array!

Yea, for better than the reckless is the prudent captain aye.

Safe behind the truce, from death that screens thee, vaunting dost thou stand!

Once again I claim of thee my crown, my share of fatherland.

Nought to me are claims: for I will dwell in this mine house—mine own.

Grasping more than thine is?

Ay!—now get thee forth the land—begone!

Altars of our Gods ancestral,—

Whom to ravage thou art come!

Hear me!—