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In which the story of the captive is continued.
"Blest [357] souls, that, from this mortal husk set free, / In guerdon of brave deeds beatified, / Above this lowly orb of ours abide / Made heirs of heaven and immortality, / With noble rage and ardour glowing ye / Your strength, while strength was yours, in battle plied, / And with your own blood and the foeman's dyed / The sandy soil and the encircling sea. / It was the ebbing lifeblood first that failed / The weary arms; the stout hearts never quailed. / Though vanquished, yet ye earned the victor's crown: / Though mourned, yet still triumphant was your fall / For there ye won, between the sword and wall, / In Heaven glory and on earth renown. "