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By Heaven! it is a splendid sight to see62 (For one who hath no friend, no brother there) Their rival scarfs of mixed embroidery,by Their various arms that glitter in the air! What gallant War-hounds rouse them from their lair, And gnash their fangs, loud yelling for the prey! All join the chase, but few the triumph share;63 The Grave shall bear the chiefest prize away, And Havoc scarce for joy can number their array.