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Like a tall forest were their spears, / Their banners like a silken sea, / When the great host in splendour passed / Across the crimson sinking sun.
And then the bray of brazen horns / Arose above their clanking march, / As the long waving column filed / Into the odorous purple dusk.
O lover, in this radiant world / Whence is the race of mortal men, / So frail, so mighty, and so fond, / That fleets into the vast unknown?