Of Hengist and of Horsa, and the daring pirate days, We learn from history's pages, and the lore of ancient lays, How they occupied old Britain, and won by might and main, The freehold of their island home in valley, hill, and plain, Hor, their children bore the vengeance of the tyrant Dane and Norse, Fierce foes of kindred breeding, sea robbers too, or worse How defeated, yet not conquered, they held their hard-won land, Till they saw the last bold' Norseman tura his back upon their strand.
Then came the tly Norman, in panoply of mail, And swept brave Harold's warriors' like leaves before a gal
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