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GONDIBERT,
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Whose posture being loose, their number few,
His Scouts grow scornfull as they forward come,
He makes his Squadron halt, and near he drew,
Then asks aloud, what are you, and for whom?

5.
The noble Goltho (whose great deeds to day
Prevented Manhood in his early youth)
Believ'd him Oswald's Friend, yet scorn'd the way
To shelter life, behind abandon'd Truth.

6.
For he to Ulfin boldly thus reply'd,
This second Ambush finds us here in vain;
We have no treasure left that we would hide,
Since Gondibert is reckon'd with the slain.

7.
Duke Gondibert we vouch to be our Lord,
To whose high virtues Sov'raignty we bow;
Oswald sunk low, as death, beneath his Sword,
Though him superiour Fate will vanquish now.

8.
Scarce empty Eagles stooping to their prey,
Could be more swift than Ulfin to alight,
And come where Gondibert expiring lay;
Now pleasing those whom he did newly fright.

9.
For scarce that rev'rence which a Monarch draws,
Who seldom will be seen, though often sought;
Who spends his carefull age in making Laws,
To rule those lands for which in youth he fought.

10.
Nor that respect which People pay those Kings,
Whose peace makes rich, whom civil war made wise,
Can equal this which aged Ulfin brings
The gentle Duke, to whom he prostrate lies.

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