Poems by Denis Florence MacCarthy
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from every toll and tribute free.
FERDIAH. Without securities, I say, united with thy royal word, I will not go, when breaks the day, to seek the combat at the Ford. That contest, while time runs its course, and fame records what ne'er should die, Shall live for ever in full force, until the judgment day draws nigh. I will not go, though death ensue, though thou through some demoniac rite, Even as thy druid sorcerers do, canst kill me with thy words of might: I will not go the Ford to free, until, O queen! thou here dost swear By sun and moon,[41] by land and sea, by all the powers of earth and air. MAVE. Thou shalt have all; do thou decide. I'll give thee an unbounded claim; Until thy doubts are satisfied, oh! bind us by each sacred name;-- Bind us upon the hands of kings, upon the hands of princes bind; Bind us by every act that brings |
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