Of Carthage he, that worthy warrior
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Of Carthage he, that worthy warrior,
Could overcome but could not use his chance.
And I likewise, of all my long endeavour,
The sharp conquest though fortune did advance,
Could not it use. The hold that is given over
I unpossessed. So hangeth in balance
Of war my peace, reward of all my pain.
At Monzon thus I restless rest in Spain.
Of Carthage he, that worthy warrior,
Could overcome but could not use his chance.
And I likewise, of all my long endeavour,
The sharp conquest though fortune did advance,
Could not it use. The hold that is given over
I unpossessed. So hangeth in balance
Of war my peace, reward of all my pain.
At Monzon thus I restless rest in Spain.
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