For three weeks Hanson had remained. During this time he

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'Gainst which his life is proof? Or ponderous stones

For three weeks Hanson had remained. During this time he

This warrior chief shall overwhelm, or bolts

For three weeks Hanson had remained. During this time he

Flung by the twisted thongs of mighty slings.

For three weeks Hanson had remained. During this time he

Let steelshod ram or catapult remove

This champion of the gate. No fragile wall

Stands here for Caesar, blocking with its bulk

Pompeius' way to freedom. Now he trusts

His shield no more, lest his sinister hand,



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