CIX.

Nay, he had wounded, though but slightly, both

Juan and Johnson; whereupon they fell,

The first with sighs, the second with an oath,

Upon his angry Sultanship, pell-mell,

And all around were grown exceeding wroth

At such a pertinacious infidel,

And poured upon him and his sons like rain,

Which they resisted like a sandy plain

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