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Running
,
from
out
a
company
that
passed
Beneath
the
rain
of
the
sharp
martyrdom
.
Towards
us
came
they
,
and
each
one
cried
out
:
"
Stop
,
thou
;
for
by
thy
garb
to
us
thou
seemest
To
be
some
one
of
our
depraved
city
.
"
Ah
me
!
what
wounds
I
saw
upon
their
limbs
,
Recent
and
ancient
by
the
flames
burnt
in
!
It
pains
me
still
but
to
remember
it
.
Unto
their
cries
my
Teacher
paused
attentive
;
He
turned
his
face
towards
me
,
and
"
Now
wait
,
"
