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Lamderg rufhed on like a ftorm.
On his fpear he leaped over rivers. Few
were his ftrides up the hill. The rocks ,
fly back from his heels; loud crafliing
they bound to the plain. His armour,
his buckler rung. He hummed a furly
fong, hke the noife of the falling
flream. Dark as a cloud he flood a-
bove j his arms, hke meteors, fhone.
From the fummit of the hill, he rolled
a rock. Ullin heard in the hall of
Carbre.
FINIS.

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