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Across that field the bold Malprimes canters;

Who of the Franks hath wrought there much great damage.

Naimes the Duke right haughtily regards him,

And goes to strike him, like a man of valour,

And of his shield breaks all the upper margin,

Tears both the sides of his embroidered ha'berk,

Through the carcass thrusts all his yellow banner;

So dead among sev'n hundred else he casts him.

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