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All
round
about
,
as
the
sad
moat
to
that
;
There
close
upon
the
edge
we
stayed
our
feet
.
The
soil
was
of
an
arid
and
thick
sand
,
Not
of
another
fashion
made
than
that
Which
by
the
feet
of
Cato
once
was
pressed
.
Vengeance
of
God
,
O
how
much
oughtest
thou
By
each
one
to
be
dreaded
,
who
doth
read
That
which
was
manifest
unto
mine
eyes
!
Of
naked
souls
beheld
I
many
herds
,
Who
all
were
weeping
very
miserably
,
