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A MEDLEY.
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Like pointed arrows leapt the taunts and hit.
 Then spake the third 'But three to three? no more? No more, and in our noble sister's cause?More, more, for honour: every captain waits Hungry for honour, angry for his king.More, more, some fifty on a side, that each May breathe himself, and quick! by overthrowOf these or those, the question settled die.'
 'Yea' answered I 'for this wild wreath of air, This flake of rainbow flying on the highest Foam of men's deeds—this honour, if ye will.It needs must be for honour if at all: Since, what decision? if we fail, we fail, And if we win, we fail: she would not keep Her compact.' 'We will send to her' Arac said, 'A score of worthy reasons why she should Bide by this issue: let our missive thro',And you shall have her answer by the word.'
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