They fought so long, they fought so hard,
That their strength was well-nigh flown;
Slain at length was Burman Kemp,
Dead to earth fell Burman down.
Olger to the Damsel rode:
“Thou mayst take thy plighted knight,
For I have with my good sword
Slain the foul and poisonous sprite.”
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London:
Printed for THOMAS J. WISE, Hampstead, N.W.
Edition limited to Thirty Copies
Footnotes:
[5] Dragon.