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GONDIBERT,
62.
Were Dangers here, great as thy love can shape;
(And love with fear can danger multiply)
Yet when by flight, thou bidst us meanly scape,
Bid Trees take wings, and rooted Forrests flie.

63.
Then said the Ranger, you are bravely lost,
(And like high anger his complexion rose)
As little know I fear, as how to boast;
But shall attend you through your many Foes.

64.
See where in ambush mighty Oswald lay;
And see from yonder Lawn he moves apace,
With Launces arm'd to intercept thy way,
Now thy sure Steeds are weary'd with the Chace.

65.
His purple Banners you may there behold,
Which (proudly spred) the fatal Raven bear;
And full five hundred I by Rank have told,
Who in their guilded Helms his Colours wear.

66.
The Duke this falling storm does now discern;
Bids little Hugo flie! but 'tis to view
The Foe, and timely their first count'nance learn,
Whilst firm he in a square his Hunters drew.

67.
And Hugo soon (light as his Coursers Heels)
Was in their Faces troublesom as wind;
And like to it (so wingedly he wheels)
No one could catch, what all with trouble find.

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But ev'ry where the Leaders and the Led
He temp'rately observ'd, with a slow sight;
Judg'd by their looks how hopes and fears were fed,
And by their order, their success in fight.

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