No. 36 (September 1961)
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SONG OF THE SENTINEL DURING
A SIEGE
Whilst the moon shines brightly
The weapons are placed in battle array;
And we are determined, while you are fearful.
Our spears did not take effect,
Nor did yours, for ye came not nigh.
Are ye coming to the contest?
Ah ye will be driven hence,
For know that even the drowsy
Ones of the fortress await your attack.