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Cris, pleurs, larmes viendront auec coteaux
Semblanyt four donront dernier assault
L'entour parques planter profons plateaux,
Vifs repoussez & murdris de prinsault.
Cries, tears, laments will from those carrying knifes,
Seeming to flee, they will give the final attack;
To set up high platforms around the park,
The living pushed back and instantly murdered.