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...Andre's plain, With all the hireling chivalry of Guelders and Almayne. Now by the lips of those we love, fair gentlemen of France, Charge for the golden...snow-white crest ; And in they burst, and on they rush'd, while, like a guiding star, Amidst the thickest carnage, blaz'd the helmet of Navarre. Now,...

...Coligni was admiral of France, ciaily Spain and Austria, is meant. " Now, by the lips of those you love, fair gentlemen of France, Charge for the golden...the snow-white crest. And in they burst, and on they rush'd, while, like a guiding star, Amidst the thickest carnage blazed the helmet of Navarre. Now God...

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