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 He paused above our dwellings; he gaped around our sevenfold portals with spears thirsting for blood; but he left  before his jaws were ever glutted with our gore, or before the Fire-god's pine-fed flame had seized our crown of towers.  So fierce was the crash of battle swelling about his back, a match too hard to win for the rival of the dragon.
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