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But Sir Eustace, whom good AngelsHad preserv'd from Murderers' hands,And from Pagan chains had rescued,Liv'd with honour on his lands.Sons he had, saw Sons of theirs:And through ages, Heirs of Heirs,A long posterity renown'd,Sounded the Horn which they alone could sound.
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