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 Clarence, in steel so bright, Though but a maiden knight, Yet in that furious fight, Scarce such another. Warwick in blood did wade, Oxford the foe invade, And cruel slaughter made, Still as they ran up; Suffolk his axe did ply, Beaumont and Willoughby...  Beautiful poetry, selected by the ed. of The Critic - Page 30 by Beautiful poetry - 1857 Full view -
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