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One instant in a still light He saw Our Lady then, Her dress was soft as western sky, And she was a queen most womanly   But she was a queen of men. ONE INSTANT IN A STILL LIGHT HE SAW OUR LADY THEN HER DRESS WAS SOFT AS WESTERN SKY AND SHE WAS A QUEEN MOST WOMANLY BUT SHE WAS A QUEEN OF MEN
d I blew once, the riding sign, To call you to the fighting line And glory and all good things. "And now two blasts, the hunting sign, Because we turn to bay; But I will not blow the three blasts, Till we be lost or they. "And now I blow the hunting sign, Charge some by rule and rod; But when I blow the battle sign, Charge all and go to God." Wild stared the Danes at the double ways Where they loitered, all at large, As that dark line for the last time Doubled the knee to charge-- And caught their weapons clumsily, And marvelled how and why-- In such degree, by rule and rod, The people of the peace of God Went roaring down to die. And when the last arrow Was fitted and was flown, When the broken shield hung on the breast, And the hopeless lance was laid in rest, And the hopeless horn blown, The King looked up, and what he saw Was a great light like death, For Our Lady stood on the standards rent, As lonely and as innocent As when between white walls she went And the lilies of Nazareth.  HORN OF THE WESSEX KINGS AND I BLEW ONCE THE RIDING SIGN TO CALL YOU TO THE FIGHTING LINE AND GLORY AND ALL GOOD THINGS AND NOW TWO BLASTS THE HUNTING SIGN BECAUSE WE TURN TO BAY BUT I WILL NOT BLOW THE THREE BLASTS TILL WE BE LOST OR THEY AND NOW I BLOW THE HUNTING SIGN CHARGED SOME BY RULE AND ROD BUT WHEN I BLOW THE BATTLE SIGN CHARGE ALL AND GO TO GOD WILD STARED THE DANES AT THE DOUBLE WAY WHERE THEY LOITERED ALL AT LARGE AS THAT DARK LINE FOR THE LAST TIME DOUBLED THE KNEE TO CHARGE AND CAUGHT THEIR WEAPONS CLUMSILY AND MARVELLED HOW AND WHY IN SUCH DEGREE BY RULE AND ROD THE PEOPLE OF THE PEACE OF GOD WENT ROARING DOWN TO DIE AND WHEN THE LAST ARROW WAS FITTED AND WAS FLOWN WHEN THE BROKEN SHIELD HUNG ON THE BREAST AND THE HOPELESS LANCE WAS LAID TO REST AND THE HOPELESS HORN WAS BLOWN THE KING LOOKED UP AND WHAT HE SAW WAS A GREAT LIGHT LIKE DEATH FOR OUR LADY STOOD ON THE STANDARD'S RENT AS LONELY AND AS INNOCENT AS WHEN BETWEEN WHITE WALLS SHE WENT AND THE LILIES OF NAZARETH
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