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XVIII.

"Earl Walter's glaive was steel, With a brave old hand to wear it, And dashed the lie back in the mouth Which lied against the godly truth And against the knightly merit The slanderer, 'neath the avenger's heel, Struck up the dagger in appeal From stealthy lie to brutal force-- And out upon the traitor's corse Was yielded the true spirit.