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/ Here I have heard on hills the battle clash / Roar to the windy sea that roared again: / When, drunk with wrath, upon the clanking plain / Barbaric kings did meet in war and dash / Their mailed thousands down, heard onset crash / Like crags contending 'gainst the battering main. / Torrents of helms, beaming like streams of rain, / Blue-billowing 'neath the pale moon's fitful flash; / Saw the scared moon hang over the black wood / Like a pale wreath of foam; shields, spears, and swords / Shoot green as meteors thro' the steely flood, / Or shine like ripples 'round their heathen lords / Standing like stubborn rocks, whence the wild wave / Of war circled in steel and foamed out brave on brave.