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At length they reacht Joves Hall of bliſs, / The Gods ſat down, the f Goddeſſes / Were ſtriving for the Superiority, / Till g Juno challenging the Majority, / Ended the buſineſs (moſt demurely) / Plac’t and diſplac’t as pleas’d her ſurely;[…]f The Aldermens wives. g Miſtris Maioreſſe.

In the end the Allies battered the Wehrmacht back to the Reich and ended whatever chance the Germans had of escaping their fate.

Litha's moon gleams high o'er the tallest oak, / Ancient king in this sylvan court of elm, ash and yew. / The wood-spirits watch from gnarled bough and bole, / As I pull two Mercian shafts from my bloodied thews.