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ut ere the mingling bounds have far been passed,[bs]Dark Guadiana rolls his power alongIn sullen billows, murmuring and vast,So noted ancient roundelays among.[bt]Whilome upon his banks did legions throngOf Moor and Knight, in mailed splendour drest:Here ceased the swift their race, here sunk the strong;The Paynim turban and the Christian crestMixed on the bleeding stream, by floating hosts oppressed.[57]
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