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THE SPEAR by ABU ZAKARIYYA

First Line: MY TAWNY SPEAR IS HOAR OF HEAD
Last Line: LIFEBLOOD FROM THE WELLING BREAST.
My tawny spear is hoar of head
With the dust of battle shed;
Hoary age succeeds in truth
To the verdant bloom of youth.

I reach it out toward my foes
And into their hearts it goes;
Like a rope it sinks, to wrest
Lifeblood from the welling breast.



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