[centre]from [h3][i]The Song of Giwabi[/i][/h3][/centre]

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'Wherefore! Ah, wherefore!
Wherefore hast thou abandoned me?'
Cried the King Giwabi on the Field of Martyr's Doom.

Mighty in the fray
Oh that great Giwabi he was
Smote all that stood about him, for he was Martyrs' Doom!

Blood that day he reaped
Full russet bloomed the well-supped earth
For his spear scattered far all that blood of Martyr's Doom!

Thunderous were his strikes
In that fray a surge of lightning;
Was he man or was he god that pledged all Martyrs' Doom?

Tempest untiring
Cyclone of slaughter and chaos
Ceaseless in the onslaught as he doled out Martyr's Doom!

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