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High on the heights of Wessex He saw the southern brine, And turned him to a conquered land, And where the northern thornwoods stand, And the road parts on either hand, There came to him a sign. King Guthrum was a war chief, A wise man in the field, And though he prospered well, and knew How Alfred's folk were sad and few, Not less with weighty care he drew Long lines for pike and shield. HIGH ON THE HEIGHTS OF WESSEX HE SAW THE SOUTHERN BRINE AND TURNED HIM TO A CONQUERED LAND WHERE THE NORTHWARD THORNWOODS STAND AND THE ROAD PARTS ON EITHER HAND THERE CAME TO HIM A SIGN KING GUTHRUM WAS A WAR CHIEF A WISE MAN IN THE FIELD AND THOUGH HE PROSPERED WELL AND KNEW HOW ALFRED'S FOLK WERE SAD AND FEW NOT LESS WITH WEIGHTY CARE HE DREW LONG LINES FOR PIKE AND SHIELD
 When Christ reaps down the kings. "Follow a light that leaps and spins, Follow the fire unfurled! For riseth up against realm and rod, A thing forgotten, a thing downtrod, The last lost giant, even God, Is risen against the world." Roaring they went o'er the Roman wall, And roaring up the lane, Their torches tossed a ladder of fire, Higher their hymn was heard and higher, More sweet for hate and for heart's desire, And up in the northern scrub and brier, They fell upon the Dane. BOOK V. ETHANDUNE: THE FIRST STROKE King Guthrum was a dread king, Like death out of the north; Shrines without name or number He rent and rolled as lumber, From Chester to the Humber He drove his foemen forth. The Roman villas heard him In the valley of the Thames, Come over the hills roaring Above their roofs, and pouring On spire and stair and flooring Brimstone and pitch and flames. Sheer o'er the great chalk uplands And the hill of the Horse went he, Till high on Hampshire beacons He saw the southern sea.  BOOK FIVE OF THE BALLAD OF THE WHITE HORSE BY G CHESTERTON THIS SLIP OF OX RECORDING IS IN THE PUBLIC DOMAIN BOOK FIVE ETHELDON THE FIRST STROKE KING GOTHRUM WAS A DREAD KING LIKE DEATH OUT OF THE NORTH SHRINES WITHOUT NAME OR NUMBER HE RENT AND ROLLED AS LUMBER FROM CHESTER TO THE HUMBER HE DROVE HIS FOEMEN FORTH THE ROMAN VILLAS HEARD HIM IN THE VALLEY OF THE THAMES COME OVER THE HILLS ROARING ABOVE THEIR ROOFS AND POURING ON SPIRE AND STAIR AND FLOORING BRIMSTONE AND PITCH AND FLAMES SHEER O'ER THE GREAT CHALK UPLANDS AND THE HILL OF THE HORSE WENT HE TILL HIGH ON HAMPSHIRE BEACONS HE SAW THE SOUTHERN SEA
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