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ess loud the sounds of sylvan warDisturbed the heights of Uam-Var,And roused the cavern where, 't is told,A giant made his den of old;For ere that steep ascent was won,High in his pathway hung the sun,And many a gallant, stayed perforce,Was fain to breathe his faltering horse,And of the trackers of the deerScarce half the lessening pack was near;So shrewdly on the mountain-sideHad the bold burst their mettle tried.
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