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A Lay Sung at the Feast (20)

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    But north looked the Dictator; North looked he long and hard, And spake to Caius Cossus, The Captain of his Guard; ``Caius, of all the Romans Thou hast the keenest sight, Say, what through yonder storm of dust Comes from the Latian right;''

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