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Section 347
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2Mount you my Lord, towards Barwicke post a
3maine:
4Edward and Richard like a brace of Grey‑hounds,
5Hauing the fearfull flying Hare in sight,
6With fiery eyes, sparkling for very wrath,
7And bloody steele graspt in their yrefull hands
8Are at our backes, and therefore hence amaine.