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A Lay Sung at the Feast (31)

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 XXXI

    And Aulus the Dictator Stroked Auster's raven mane, With heed he looked unto the girths, With heed unto the rein. ``Now bear me well, black Auster, Into yon thick array; And thou and I will have revenge For thy good lord this day.''

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