Fight for the rule of the rich fleeced flocke,
Their horned fronts so fierce on either side
Do meete, that with the terrour of the shocke
Astonied both, stand sencelesse as a blocke,
Forgetfull of the hanging victory:[°]
So stood these twaine, unmoved as a rocke,
Both staring fierce, and holding idely
The broken reliques[°] of their former cruelty.
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