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BOOK THE SEVENTH.
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Gave or bereft at will. Yet by Dunois 105Baffled, and yielding him the conqueror’s praise.And by his side the Martial Maiden pass’d,Lovely in arms as that Arcadian boyParthenopæus, when the war of beastsDisdaining, he to murder man rush’d forth, 110Bearing the bow, and those Dictæan shaftsDiana gave, when she the youth’s fair formSaw softened, and forgave the mother’s fault.
Saint Loup’s strong fort stood first. Oe’r this commands,Nobled by valour, Gladdisdale; and here 115The heir of Poyning’s name, and Molyns leadThe fearful garrison.As lowering cloudsSwept by the hoarse wind o’er the blacken’d plain,Mov’d on the host of France: they from the fort,[1]

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  1. Line 122. Neque enim. solis excussa lacertisLancea, sed tenso balistæ turbine rapta,Haud unum contenta latus transire, quiescit;Sed pandens perque arma viam, perque ossa, relictaLucan. III.Morte fugit: superest telo post vulnera cursus.