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Leave this mourning and weeping , said the king , for all this will not avail me , for wit thou well an I might live myself , the death of Sir Lucan would grieve me evermore ; but my time hieth fast , said the king .
Leave this mourning and weeping , said the king , for all this will not avail me , for wit thou well an I might live myself , the death of Sir Lucan would grieve me evermore ; but my time hieth fast , said the king .
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And then he turn'd , and sternly spake aloud :' Rise ! wherefore dost thou vainly question thus Of Rustum ? I am here , whom thou hast call'd By challenge forth : make good thy vaunt , or yield . Is it with Rustum only thou wouldst ...
And then he turn'd , and sternly spake aloud :' Rise ! wherefore dost thou vainly question thus Of Rustum ? I am here , whom thou hast call'd By challenge forth : make good thy vaunt , or yield . Is it with Rustum only thou wouldst ...
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Thou say'st , thou art not Rustum : be it so . Who art thou then , that canst so touch my Boy as I am , I have seen battles too ; Have waded foremost in their bloody waves , And heard their hollow roar of dying men ; But never was my ...
Thou say'st , thou art not Rustum : be it so . Who art thou then , that canst so touch my Boy as I am , I have seen battles too ; Have waded foremost in their bloody waves , And heard their hollow roar of dying men ; But never was my ...
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