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Then Ogier heaved over his head His huge round shield of proof; But Mark set one foot on the shield, One on some sundered rock upheeled, And towered above the tossing field, A statue on a roof. THEN ARGYA HEAVED OVER HIS HEAD HIS HUGE ROUND SHIELD OF PROOF BUT MARK SAT ONE FOOT ON THE SHIELD ONE ON SOME SUNDURNED ROCK UPHEAILED AND TOWERED ABOVE THE TOSSING FIELD A STATUE ON A ROOF
ian men Went up against the sky, Saying, "God hath broken the evil spear Ere the good man's blood was dry." "Spears at the charge!" yelled Mark amain. "Death on the gods of death! Over the thrones of doom and blood Goeth God that is a craftsman good, And gold and iron, earth and wood, Loveth and laboureth. "The fruits leap up in all your farms, The lamps in each abode; God of all good things done on earth, All wheels or webs of any worth, The God that makes the roof, Gurth, The God that makes the road. "The God that heweth kings in oak Writeth songs on vellum, God of gold and flaming glass, Confregit potentias Acrcuum, scutum, Gorlias, Gladium et bellum." Steel and lightning broke about him, Battle-bays and palm, All the sea-kings swayed among Woods of the Wessex arms upflung, The trumpet of the Roman tongue, The thunder of the psalm. And midmost of that rolling field Ran Ogier ragingly, Lashing at Mark, who turned his blow, And brake the helm about his brow, And broke him to his knee. SONGS OF ELF WERE DONE AND A GREAT THUNDER OF CHRISTIAN MEN WENT UP AGAINST THE SKY SAYING GOD HATH BROKEN THE EVIL SPEAR ERE THE GOOD MAN'S BLOOD WAS DRY BEARS AT THE CHARGE YELLED MARK AMAIN DEATH ON THE GODS OF DEATH OVER THE THRONES OF DOOM AND BLOOD GOETH GOD THAT IS A CRAFTSMAN GOOD AND GOLD AND IRON EARTH AND WOOD LOVETH AND LABERETH THE FRUITS LEAP UP IN ALL YOUR FARMS THE LAMPS IN EACH ABODE GOD OF ALL GOOD THINGS DONE ON EARTH ALL WHEELS OR WEBS OF ANY WORTH THE GOD THAT MAKES THE ROOF GURTH THE GOD THAT MAKES THE ROAD THE GOD THAT HEWETH KINGS IN OAK WRITETH SONGS ON VELLUM GOD OF GOLD AND FLAMING GLASS CONFRET PONTIUS ACAM SUCTUM GAULIS GLADIUM ET BELLAM STEEL AND LIGHTNING BROKE ABOUT HIM BATTLE DAYS AND PALM ALL THE SEA KINGS SWAYED AMONG WOODS OF THE WESSEX ARMS UPFLUNG THE TRUMPET OF THE ROMAN TONGUE THE THUNDER OF THE PSALM AND MIDMOST OF THAT ROLLING FIELD RAN OGYA RAGINGLY LASHING AT MARK WHO TURNED HIS BLOW AND BRAKE THE HELM ABOUT HIS BROW AND BROKE HIM TO HIS KNEE
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