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الصفحة 101
edge of the blade sundered the bones , smote through the neck , and clave it in two , so that the edge of the steel bit on the ground , and the fair head fell to the earth 5 that many struck it with their feet as it rolled forth .
edge of the blade sundered the bones , smote through the neck , and clave it in two , so that the edge of the steel bit on the ground , and the fair head fell to the earth 5 that many struck it with their feet as it rolled forth .
الصفحة 117
An evil head it had , four feet large , no less , sharply ground , and bound to the handle by the lace that gleamed brightly . 5 And the knight himself was all green as before , face and foot , locks and beard , but now he was afoot .
An evil head it had , four feet large , no less , sharply ground , and bound to the handle by the lace that gleamed brightly . 5 And the knight himself was all green as before , face and foot , locks and beard , but now he was afoot .
الصفحة 860
I said , as I bent my ear earthwards to listen — ' hush ! this either is the very anarchy of 10 strife , or else ' and then I listened more profoundly , and whispered as I raised my head'or else , oh heavens ! it is victory that is ...
I said , as I bent my ear earthwards to listen — ' hush ! this either is the very anarchy of 10 strife , or else ' and then I listened more profoundly , and whispered as I raised my head'or else , oh heavens ! it is victory that is ...
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THE FEAST OF BRICRIU | 59 |
ANGLONORMAN FRENCH | 70 |
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