Chapter 33 No.33

560 The wondering stranger round him gazed,

And next the fallen weapon raised-

Few were the arms whose sinewy strength,

Sufficed to stretch it forth at length.

And as the brand he poised and swayed,

565 "I never knew but one," he said,

"Whose stalwart arm might brook to wieldnote

A blade like this in battle-field."

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