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Horses ramp high and rock and boil And break their golden reins, And slide on carnage clamorously, Down where the bitter blood doth lie, Where Ogier went on foot to die, In the old way of the Danes. HORSES RAMP HIGH AND ROCK AND BOIL AND BREAK THEIR GOLDEN REINS AND SLIDE ON CARNAGE CLAMOROUSLY DOWN WHERE THE BITTER BLOOD DOTH LIE WHERE AUGIA WENT ON FOOT TO DIE IN THE OLD WAY OF THE DANES
r heart-- But one was in her hand. Then the last charge went blindly, And all too lost for fear: The Danes closed round, a roaring ring, And twenty clubs rose o'er the King, Four Danes hewed at him, halloing, And Ogier of the Stone and Sling Drove at him with a spear. But the Danes were wild with laughter, And the great spear swung wide, The point stuck to a straggling tree, And either host cried suddenly, As Alfred leapt aside. Short time had shaggy Ogier To pull his lance in line-- He knew King Alfred's axe on high, He heard it rushing through the sky, He cowered beneath it with a cry-- It split him to the spine: And Alfred sprang over him dead, And blew the battle sign. Then bursting all and blasting Came Christendom like death, Kicked of such catapults of will, The staves shiver, the barrels spill, The waggons waver and crash and kill The waggoners beneath. Barriers go backwards, banners rend, Great shields groan like a gong-- Horses like horns of nightmare Neigh horribly and long. HOUT AN ART AND SEVEN SWORDS WERE IN HER HEART BUT ONE WAS IN HER HAND THEN THE LAST CHARGE WENT BLINDLY AND ALL TOO LOST FOR FEAR THE DAMES CLOSED ROUND A ROARING RING AND TWENTY CLUBS ROSE O'ER THE KING FOUR DANES HOOTED HIM HALLOWING AND OGIAR OF THE STONE AND SLING DROVE AT HIM WITH A SPEAR BUT THE DANES WERE WILD WITH LAUGHTER AND THE GREAT SPEAR SPUNG WIDE THE POINT STUCK TO A STRAGGLING TREE AND EITHER HOST CRIED SUDDENLY AS ALFRED LEAPT ASIDE SHORT TIME HAD SHAGGY OGIAR TO PULL HIS LANCE IN LINE HE KNEW KING ALFRED'S AXE ON HIGH HE HEARD IT RUSHING THROUGH THE SKY HE COWERED BENEATH IT WITH A CRY IT SPLIT HIM TO THE SPINE AND ALFRED SPRANG OVER HIM DEAD AND BLEW THE BATTLE SIDE THEN BURSTING ALL AND BLASTING CAME CHRISTENDOM LIKE DEATH KICKED OF SUCH CATAPULTS OF WILL THAT STAVES SHIVER AND BARRELS SPILL THE WAGONS WAVER AND CRASH AND KILL THE WAGGONERS BENEATH BARRIERS GO BACKWARDS BANNERS REND GREAT SHIELDS GROAN LIKE A GOG HORSES LIKE HORNS OF NIGHTMARE NAY HORRIBLY AND LONG
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