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HAROLD THE DAUNTLESS.
Canto I.
His doublet of bull's hide was all unbraced,Uncovered his head, and his sandal unlaced;His shaggy black locks on his brow hung low,And his eyes glanced through them a swarthy glow;A Danish club in his hand he bore,The spikes were clotted with recent gore;At his back a she-wolf, and her wolf-cubs twain,In the dangerous chase that morning slain.Rude was the greeting his father he made,None to the Bishop,-while thus he said:
IX."What priest-led hypocrite art thou,With thy humbled look and thy monkish brow,
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