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I saw the Conquerors riding by

With trampling feet of horse and men:

Empire on empire like the tide

Flooded the world and ebbed again;

A thousand banners caught the sun,

And cities smoked along the plain,

And laden down with silk and gold

And heaped up pillage groaned the wain.

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