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BOOK THE SIXTH.
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Innocuous lightnings round the hallowed bannerWreath'd their red radiance.Thro' the open'd gate 395Slow past, the laden convoy. Then was heard The shout of exultation, and such joy The men of Orleans at that welcome sight Possess'd; as when from Bactria late subdued, The Macedonian Madman led his troops 400Amid the Sogdian desart, where no stream Wastes on the wild its fertilizing waves. Fearful alike to pause, or to proceed; Scorch'd by the sun that o'er their morning march Steam'd his hot vapors, heart subdued and faint; 405Such joy as then they felt, when from the heights Burst the soul-gladdening sound! for thence was seen The evening sun silvering the tide below, Where Oxus roll'd along.Clamors of joy Echo along the street of Orleans, wont 410Long time to hear the infant's feeble cry,

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