The ray would toucheth again
Some sprinkl'd moss.
Survive, be brave, my thegn,
It comes, it's full of fuss.
1066. The end began.
The poem is well-protected and must not be copied neither used without my name included as its author and my permission to post it. Thank you!
It is not my opinion about the war.
Some sprinkl'd moss.
Survive, be brave, my thegn,
It comes, it's full of fuss.
1066. The end began.
The poem is well-protected and must not be copied neither used without my name included as its author and my permission to post it. Thank you!
It is not my opinion about the war.
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