See the green tree stripped of bark! -。，VII
Dumb his chiefs fetched breath for what might hap:。，Full on horse and rider's eyes
She was of his heart's blood clad:。，
VI。，- Death to them who call him dead!
Star by star; and she, most fair,。，XII
As on wounds the scarf winds tight.。，VIII
Venturous earth around him string。，In his spear-heads lies the foe.
Britons round the hirlas reel.。，Like the ash that shoots the spark?
Urged them for some victim slain。，Whence in waves her hair outrolled,
To the Love we honour, the Love her due,。，
Over Danube day no more,。，In that sound he had the key
Square along the couch, and stark,。，To dwell in yon dribble of dew
Marvelled at the sacrifice,。，
Name us glory, singer, name us pride。，Hammering West with print of his hoof,
，Yelped to hungry men, whose teeth。，I