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I. IN days when men had joy of war, / A God of Battles sped each mortal jar; / The peoples pledged him heart and hand, / From Israel's land to isles afar.
II. His crimson form, with clang and chime, / Flashed on each murk and murderous meeting-time, / And kings invoked, for rape and raid, / His fearsome aid in rune and rhyme.