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Upon his shield their heaped hayle he bore, Far as the winged wind bis tigre filed,
And with his sword disperst the raskall flockes, That vew of eye could scarce him overtake,
Which fled asоnder, and him fell before;

Ne scarse his feet on ground were seene to tred; As withered leaves drop from their dryed stockes, Through hils and dales he speedy way did make, When the wroth western wind does reave their locks: Ne hedge ne ditch bis readie passage brake, And underneath him his courageous steed,

And in his flight the villeine turn'd his face
* The fierce Spumador, trodethein downe like docks; (As wonts the Tartar by the Caspian lake,
The fierce Spumador borne of heavenly seed; Whenas the Russian bim in fight does chace)
Such as Laomedon of Phæbus race did breed. Unto his tygres taile, and shot at him apace.
Which suddeine horrour and confused cry Apace he shot, and yet he fled apace,
When as their capteine heard, in haste he gode Still as the greedy knight nigh to him drew;
The cause to weet, and fault to remedy:

And oftentimes he would relent his pace,
Upon a tygre swift and fierce he rode,

That him his foe more fiercely should poursew: That as the winde ran underneath his lode, But, when his uncouth manner he did vew, Whiles his long legs nigh raught unto the ground: He gan avize to follow him no more, Full large he was of limbe, and shoulders brode; But keepe his standing, and his shaftes eschew, But of such subtile substance and unsound, Untill he quite had spent his perlous store, (more. That like a ghost he seem'd whose grave-clothes and then assayle him fresh, ere he could shift for were unbound :

But that lame hag, still as abroad he strew And in his hand a bended bow was seene,

His wicked arrowes, gathered them againe, And many arrowes under his right side,

And to him brought, fresh batteill to renew;
All deadly daungerous, all cruell keene,

Which he espying cast her to restraine
Headed with fint, and fethers bloody dide: From yielding succour to that cursed swaine,
Such as the Indians in their quivers hide: And her attaching thought her hands to tye;
Those could he well direct and streight as line, But, soone as him dismounted on the plaine
And bid them strike the marke which he bad eyde: That other bag did far away espye
Ne was there salve, ne was there medicine, (tine. Binding her sister, she to him ran hastily;
That mote recure their wounds; so inly they did

And catching bold of him, as downe he lent,
As pale and wan as ashes was his looke;

Him backeward overthrew, and downe him stayd His body leane and meagre as a rake;

With their rude handes and gryesly graplement; And skin all withered like a dryed rooke;

Till that the villein, coming to their ayd, Thereto as cold and drery as a snake;

Upon him fell, and lode upon him layd : That seemd to tremble evermore and quake: Full litle wanted, but he had himn slaine, All in a canvas thin he was bedight,

And of the battell balefull end had made, And girded with a belt of twisted brake:

Had not his gentle squire beheld his paine, Upon bis head he wore an helmet light, - [sight: And commen to his reskew ere his bitter bane. Made of a dead mans skull, that seemd a ghastly

So greatest and most glorious thing on ground Maleger was his name: and after him

May often need the helpe of weaker hand; There follow'd fast at hand two wicked hags, So feeble is mans state, and life ansound, With hoary lockes all loose, and visage grim; That in assuraunce it may never stand, Their feet unshod, their bodies wrapt in rags, Til it dissolved be from earthly band ! And both as swift on foot as chased stags; Proofe be thou, prince, the prowest man alyve, And yet the one her other legge had lame, And noblest borne of all in Briton land; Which with a staffe all full of litle snags

Yet thee fierce Fortune did so nearely drive, She did support, and Impotence her name: [Game. That, had not Grace thee blest, tbou shouldest not But th’ other was Impatience armd with raging

survive. Soone as the carle from far the prince espyde The squyre arriving, fiercely in his armes Glistring in armes and warlike ornament,

Snatcht first the one, and then the other jade, His beast he felly prickt on either syde,

His chiefest letts and authors of his harmes, And his mischievous bow full readie bept,

And them perforce withbeld with threatned blade, With which at him a cruell shaft he sent :

Least that his lord they should behinde invade; But he was warie, and it warded well

The whiles the prince, prickt with reprochful shame, Upon bis shield, that it no further went,

As one awakte out of long slombring shade, But to the ground the idle quarrell fell :

Revivyng thought of glory and of fame, Then he another and another did expell.

United all his powres to purge himselfe from blame, Which to prevent, the prince bis mortall speare Like as a fire, the which in hollow cave Soone to him raught, and fierce at him did ride, Hath long bene underkept and down supprest, To be avenged of that shot whyleare:

With murmurous disdayne doth inly rave, But he was not so hardy to abide

And grudge, in so streight prison to be prest, That bitter stownd, but, turning quicke aside At last breakes forth with furious unrest, His light-foot beast, fled fast away for feare : And strives to mount anto his native seat; Whom to poursue, the infant after hide

All that did earst it hinder and molest, So fast as his good courser could him beare; Yt now devoures with fames and scorching heat, But labour lost it was to weeue approch him neare And carries iato smoake with rage and horror great, So mightely the Driton prince him rouzd

His wonder far exceeded reasons reach, Out of his holde, and broke his caytive bands; That he began to doubt his dazeled sight, And as a beare, whom angry curres have touzd, And oft of error did himselfe appeach: Having off-shakt them and escapt their hands, Flesh without blood, a person without spright, Becomes more fell, and all that him withstands Wounds without hurt, a body without might, Treads down and overthrowes. Now had the carle That could doe harme, yet could not harmed bee, Alighted from his tigre, and his hands

That could not die, yet seemd a mortall wight, Discharged of his bow and deadly quar'le,

That was most strong in most infirmitee;
To seize upon his foe flatt lying on the marle. Like did he never heare, like did he never see.
Which now him turnd to disavantage deare; Awhile he stood in this astonishment,
For neither can he fly, nor other harme,

Yet would he not for all his great dismay
But trust unto his strength and manhood meare, Give over to effect his first intent,
Sith now he is far from his monstrous swarme, And th' utmost meanes of victory assay,
And of his weapons did himseife disarme.

Or th' utmost yssew of his owne decay.
The knight, yet wrothfull for his late disgrace, His owne good sword Mordure, that never fayld
Fiercely advaunst his valorous right arnie, At need till now, he lightly threw away,
And bim so sore smott with his yron mace,

And his bright shield that nought him now avayld; That groveling to the ground he fell, and fild his And with his naked hands him forcibly assayld. place.

Twixt his two mighty armes him up he snatcht, Wel weened hee that field was then his owne, And crusht his carcas so against his brest, And all his labor brought to bappy end;

That the disdainfull sowle he tbence dispatcht, When suddein up the villeine overthrowne

And th' ydle breath all utterly exprest: Out of his swowne arose, fresh to contend,

Tho, when he felt him dead, adowne he kest And gan bimselfe to second battaill bend,

The lumpish corse unto the sencelesse grownd; As hurt he had not beene. Thereby there lay Adowne he kest it with so puissant wrest, An huge great stone, which stood upon one end, That backe againe it did alofte rebownd, And had not bene removed many a day; [way : And gave against his mother Earth a gronefull sownd. Some land-marke seemd to bee, or signe of sundry

As when loves harnesse-bearing bird from hye The same he snatcht, and with exceeding sway Stoupes at a flying heron with proud disdayne, Threw at his foe, who was right well aware The stone-dead quarrey falls so forciblye, To shonne the engin of his meant decay;

That it rebownds against the lowly playne, It booted not to thinke that throw to beare, A second fall redoubling backe agayne. But grownd he gave, and lightly lept areare : Then thought the prince all peril sure was past, Eft fierce retourning, as a faulcon fayre,

And that he victor onely did remayne; That once hath failed of her souse full neare, No sooner thought, then that the carle as fast Remounts againe into the open ayre,

Gan heap huge strokes on him, as ere he down was And unto better fortune doth herselfe prepayre: So brave retourning, with his brandisht blade, Nigh his wits end then woxe th' amazed knight, He to the carle himselfe agayn addrest,

And thought his labor lost, and travell vayne, And strooke at him so sternely, that he made Against this lifelesse shadow so to fight : An open passage through his riven brest,

Yet life he saw, and felt his mighty mayne, That halfe the steele behind his backe did rest; That, whiles he marveild still, did still him payne; Which drawing backe, he looked evermore Forthy he gap some other wayes advize, When the hart blood should gush out of his chest, How to take life from that dead-living swayne, Or his dead corse should fall upon the flore ; Whom still he marked freshly to arize (reprize. But his dead corse upon the flore fell nathëmore : From th' Earth, and from her womb new spirits to Ne drop of blood appeared shed to bee,

He then remembred well, that had bene says, All were the wownd so wide and wonderous

How th’ Earth his mother was, and first bim bore; That through his carcas one might playnly see. She eke, so often as his life decayd, Halfe in amaze with horror hideous,

Did life with usury to him restore, And halfe in rage to be deluded thus,

And reysd him up much stronger then before, Again through both the sides he strooke him quight, So soone as he unto her wombe did fall: That made his spright to grone full piteous ; Therefore to grownd he would him cast no more, Yet pathëmore forth fled his groning spright, Ne him committ to grave terrestriall, But freshly, as at first, prepard himselfe to fight. But beare him farre from hope of succour usuall. Thereat he smitten was with great affright, Tho up be caught him twixt his puissant hands, And trembling terror did his hart apall:

And having scruzd out of his carrion corse Ne wist he what to thinke of that same sight, The lothfuil life, now loosd from sinfull bands, Ne what to say, ne what to doe at all :

Upon his shoulders carried him perforse He doubted least it were some magicall

Above three furlongs, taking his full course, Illusion that did beguile his sense,

Until he came unto a standing lake; Or wandring ghost that wanted funerall,

Him thereinto he threw without remorse, Or aery spirite under false pretence,

Ne stird, till hope of life did him forsake: [make. Or bellish feend raysd up through divelish science. So end of that carles dayes and his owne paynes did


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Which when those wicked hags from far did spye, “ On th' other syde an bideous rock is pight Like two mad dogs they ran about the lands; Of mightie magnes stone, whose craggie clift And th' one of them with dreadfull yelling crye, Depending from on high, dreadfull to sight, Throwing away her broken chaines and bands, Over the waves his rugged armes doth lift, And having quencht her burning fier-brands, And threatneth downe to throw his ragged rift Hedlong herselfe did cast into that lake:

On whoso cometh nigh; yet nigh it drawes But Impotence with her owne wilfull hands

All passengers, that none from it can shift: One of Malegers cursed darts did take, [make. Por, whiles they fly that gulfe's devouring iawes, So ryv'd her trembling hart, and wicked end did They on the rock are rent, and sunck in helples

wawes." Thus now alone he conquerour remaines : Tho, cumming to his squyre that kept his steed, Forward they passe, and strongly he them rowes, Thought to have mounted; but his feeble vaines Untill they nigb unto that gulfe arryve, Him faild thereto, and served not his need, [bleed, Where streame more violent and greedy gruwes: Through losse of blood which from his wounds did Then he with all his puisaunce doth stryve That he began to faint, and life decay:

To strike his oares, and mightily doth dryve But his good squyre, him helping up with speed, The hollow vessell through the threatfull wave; With stedfast band upon his horse did stay, Which, gaping wide to swallow them alyve And led him to the castle by the beaten way. In th' huge abysse of his engulfing grave, [rave.

Doth rore at them in vaine, and with great terrour Where many groomes and squiers ready were To take him from his steed full tenderly;

They, passing by, that grisely mouth did see And eke the fayrest Alma mett him there

Sucking the seas into his entralles deepe, With balme, and wine, and costly spicery, That seemd more horrible than Hell to bee, To comfort him in his infirmity :

Or that darke dreadfull hole of Tartare steepe Eftesoones she causd him up to be convayd, Through which the damned ghosts doen often creep And of his armes despoyled easily

Backe to the world, bad livers to torment:
In sumptuous bed shee made him to be layd; But nought that falles into this direfull deepe,
And, al the while his wounds were dressing, by him Ne that approcheth nigh the wyde descent,

May backe retourne, but is condemned to be drent.
On th’ other side they saw that perilous rocke,

Threatning itselfe on them to ruinate,

On whose sbarp cliftes the ribs of vessels broke ;

And sbivered ships, which had beene wrecked late,
Guyon, by palmers governaunce,

Yet stuck with carcases exanimate
Passing through perilles great,

Of such, as having all their substance spent
Doth overthrow the Bowre of Blis,

In wanton joyes and lustes intemperate,
And Acrasy defeat.

Did afterwardes make shipwrack violent

Both of their life and fame for ever fowly blent. Now ginnes that goodly frame of Temperaunce Fayrely to rise, and her adorned hed

Forthy this hight the Rock of vile Reproch, To pricke of highest prayse forth to advaunce, A daungerous and détestable place, Formerly grounded and fast setteled

To which nor fish nor fowle did once approch, On firme foundation of true bountyhed:

But yelling meawes, with seagulles boars and bace, And this brave knight, that for this vertue fightes, and cormoyraunts, with birds of ravenous race, Now comes to point of that same perilous sted, Which still sat wayting on that wastfull clift Where Pleasure dwelles in sensuall delights, For spoile of wretches, whose unhappy cace, Mongst thousand dangers and ten thousand magick After lost credit and consumed thrift, mights.

At last them driven hath to this despairefull drift. Two dayes now in that sea he sayled has, The palmer, seeing them in safetie past, Ne ever Jand beheld, ne living wight,

Thus saide; “ Bebold th' ensamples in our sightes Ne ought save perill, still as he did pas:

Of lustfull luxurie and tbristlesse wast! Tho, when appeared the third morrow bright What now is left of miserable wightes, Upon the waves to spred her trembling light, Which spent their looser daies in leud delightes, An hideous roring far away they beard,

But shame and sad reproch, here to be red That all their sences filled with affright;

By these rent reliques speaking their ill plightes ! And streight they saw the raging surges reard Let all that live bereby be counselled Up to the skyes, that them of drowning made affeard. To shunne Rock of Reproch, and it as death to dread!" Said then the boteman, “ Palmer, stere aright, So forth they rowed; and that ferryman And keepe an even course; for yonder way With his stiffe oares did brush the sea so strong, We needes must pas (God doe us well acquight!) That the boare waters from his frigot ran, That is the Gulfe of Greedinesse, they say, And the light bubles daunced all along, That deepe engorgeth all this worldës pray;

Whiles the salt brine out of the billowes sprong. Which baving swallowd up excessively,

At last far off they many islandes spy He soone in vomit up againe doth lay,

On every side floting the floodes emong: And belcheth forth his superfluity,

Then said the knight; “Lo! I the land descry; That all the seas for feare doe seeme away to fly. Therefore, old syre, thy course doe thereunto apply.'

" That may not bee," said then the ferryman, “ But by the way there is a great quicksand,
« Least wee unweeting hap to be fordonne: And a whirlepoole of hidden jeopardy ;
For those same islands, seeming now and tban, Therefore, sir Palmer, keepe an even band;
Are not firme land, nor any certein wonne, Por twixt them both the narrow way doth ly.”
But stragling plots, which to and fro doe roane Scarse had he saide, when hard at hand they spy
In the wide waters; therefore are they hight That quicksand nigh with water covered;
The Wandring Islands: therefore doethem shonne; But by the checked wave they did descry
For they have oft drawne many a vandring wight It plaine, and by the sea discoloured :
Into most deadly daunger and distressed plight. It called was the Quickesand of Unthriftybed,
" Yet well they seeme to him, that farre doth vew, They, passing by, a goodly ship did see
Both faire and fruitfull, and the grownd dispred Laden from far with precious merchandize,
With grassy greene of délectable hew;

And bravely furnished as ship might bee,
And the tail irees with leaves appareled

Which through great disaventure, or mesprize, Are deckt blossoms dyde in white and red, Herselfe had ronne into that hazardize; That mote the passengers thereto allure;

Whose mariners and merchants with much toyle But whosoever once hath fastened

Labour'd in vaine to have record their prize, His foot thereon, may never it recure,

And the rich wares to save from pitteous spoyle; But wandreth evermore uncertein and unsure. But neither toyle nor traveill might her backe re,

coyle. 6. As th' isle of Delos whylome, men report, Amid th' Aegæan sea long time did stray,

On th' other side they see that perilous poole, Ne made for shipping any certeine port,

That called was the Wbirlepoole of Decay ; Till that Latona traveiling that way,

In which full many had with haplesse doole Flying from lunoes wrath and hard assay,

Beene suncke, of whom no memorie did stay: of her fayre twins was there delivered,

Whose circled waters rapt with whirling sway, Which afterwards did rule the night and day; Like to a restlesse wheele, still ronning round, Thenceforth it firmly was established,

Did covet, as they passed by that way, And for Apolloes temple bighly herried.”

To draw their bute within the utmost bound

Of his wide labyrinth, and then to have them dround, They to him hearken, as beseemeth meete; And passe on forward : so their way does ly, But th' heedful boteman strongly forth did stretch That one of those same islands, which doe fleet His brawnie armes, and all his bodie straine, In the wide sea, they needes must passen by, That th' utmost sandy breach they shortly fetch, Which seemd so sweet and pleasaunt to the eye, Whiles the dread daunger does behind remaine. That it would tempt a man to touchen there: Suddeine they see from midst of all the maine Upon the banek they sitting did espy

The surging waters like a mountaine rise, A daintie damsell dressing of her beare,

And the great sea,, puft up with proud disdaine, By whom a little skippet foting did appeare. To swell above the measure of bis guise,

As threatning to devoure all that his powre despise, She, them espying, loud to them can call, Bidding them nigher draw unto the shore,

The waves come rolling, and the billowes rore For she had cause to busie them withall;

Outragiously, as they enraged were, And therewith lowdly laught: but nathëmore Or wrathfull Neptune did them drive before Would they once turne, but kept on as afore: His whirling charet for exceeding feare; Which when she saw, she left her lockes undight, For not one puffe of winde there did appeare; And running to her boat withouten ore,

That all the three thereat woxe much afrayd, From the departing land it launched light, Unweeting what such horrour straunge did reare. And after them did drive with all her power and Eftsoones they saw an bideous hoast arrayd might.

Of huge sea-monsters, such as living sence dismayd; Whom overtaking, she in merry sort

Most ugly shapes and horrible aspécts, Them gan to bord, and purpose diversly;

Such as dame Nature selfe mote feare to see, Now faining dalliaunce and wanton sport,

Or shame, that ever should so fowle defects Now throwing forth lewd wordes immodestly ; From her most cunning hand escaped bee; Till that the palmer gan full bitterly

All dreadfull pourtraicts of deformitee: Her to rebuke for being loose and light:

Spring-headed hydres; and sea-shouldring whales; Which not abiding, but more scornfully

Great whirlpooles, which all fishes make to flee; Scoffing at him that did her iustly wite,

Bright scolopendraes arm'd with silver scales; She turnd her bote about, and from them rowed quite. Mighty monocéros with immeasured tayles; That was the wanton Phædria, which late

The dreadful fish, that bath deserv'd the name Dd ferry him over the Idle Lake:

Of Death, and like him lookes in dreadfull hew; Whom nought regarding they kept on their gate, The griesly wasserman, that makes his game And all-her vaine allurements did forsake; The flying ships with swiftnes to pursew; When them the wary boteman thus bespake; The horrible sea-satyre, that doth shew " Here now behoveth us well to avyse,

His fearefull face in time of greatest storme; And of our safëty good heede to take;

Huge ziffius, whom mariners eschew For here before a perlous passage lyes, [dies: No lesse then rockes, as travellers informe; Where many mermayds baunt making false melo- And greedy rosmarines with visages deformer

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All these, and thousand thousands many more, So now to Guyon, as he passed by,
And more deformed monsters thousand fold, Their pleasaunt tunes they sweetly thas applyde;
With dreadfull noise and hollow rombling rore “ O tħou fayre sonne of gentle Paëry,
Came rushing, in the fomy waves enrold,

That art in mightie armes most magnifyde
Which seem'd to fly for feare them to behold: Above all knights that ever batteill tryde,
Ne wonder, if these did the knight appall; I O turne thy rudder betherward awhile:
For all that here on earth we dreadfuli hold, Here may thy storme-bett vessell safely ryde;
Be but as bugs to fearen babes withall,

This is the port of rest from troublous toyle, Compared to the creatures in the seas entrall. The worldes sweet in from paine and wearisome

turmoyle.” • " Feare nought," then saide the palmer well aviz'd,

“ For these same monsters are not these in deed, With that the rolling sea, resounding soft,
But are into these fearefull shapes disguiz'd In his big base them fitly answered;
By that same wicked witch, to worke us dreed, And on the rocke the waves breaking aloft
And draw from on this iourney to proceed." A solemne meane unto them measured ;
Tho, lifting up his vertuous staffe on hye,

The whiles sweet Zephyrus lowd whisteled
He smote the sea, which calmed was with speed, His treble, a straunge kinde of harmony;
And all that dreadfull armie fast gan fiye

Which Guyons senses softly tickeled, Into great Tethys bosome, where they hidden lye. That he the boteman bad row easily,

And let him heare some part of their rare melody. Quit from that danger forth their course they kept; And as they went they heard a ruefull cry But him the palmer from that vanity Of one that wayld and pittifully wept,

With temperate advice discounselled, That through the sea th' resounding plaints did Ay: That they it past, and shortly gan descry. At last they in an island did espy

The land to which their course they levelled; A seemely maiden, sitting by the shore,

When suddeiuly a grosse fog over spred That with great sorrow and sad agony

With his dull vapour all that desert has,
Seemed some great misfortune to deplore,

And Heavens chearefull face enveloped,
And lowd to them for succour called evermore. That all things one, and one as nothing was,

And this great universe seemd one confused mas.
Which Guyon hearing, streight his palmer bad
To stere the bote towards that dolefull mayd, Thereat they greatly were dismayd, ne wist
That he might know and ease her sorrow sad : How to direct theyr way in darkenes wide,
Who, him avizing better, to bim sayd;

But feard to wander in that wastefull mist, “ Paire 'sir, be not displeasd if disobayd :

For tombling into mischiefe unespyde: For ill it were to hearken to her cry;

Worse is the daunger hidden then descride. For she is inly nothing ill apayd;

Suddeinly an innumerable flight But onely womamish fine forgery,

Of harmefull fowles about them fluttering cride, Your stubborne hart t' affect with fraile infirmity: And with their wicked winges them ofte did smight,

And sore annoyed, groping in that griesly night,
“ To which when she your courage hath inclind
Through foolish pitty, then her guilefall bayt Even all the nation of unfortunate
She will embosome deeper in your mind,

And fatall birds about them flocked were,
And for your ruine at the last awayt.”

Such as by nature men abhorre and hate;
The knight was ruled, and the boteman strayt The ill-faste owle, Deaths dreadfull messengere ;
Held on his course with stayed stedfastnesse, The hoars night-raven, trump of dolefull drere;
Ne ever shroncke, ne ever sought to bayt

The lether-winged batt, dayes enimy;
His tyred armes for toylesome wearinesse; The ruefull strich, still waiting on the bere;
But with his oares did sweepe the watry wildernesse. The whistler sbrill, that whoso heares doth dy;

The hellish harpyes, prophets of sad destiny:
And now they nigh approched to the sted
Whereas those mermayds dwelt: it was a still All those, and all that els does horror breed,
And calmy bay, on th’ one side sheltered

About them few, and fild their sayles with feare: With the brode shadow of an hoarie hill;

Yet stayd they not, but forward did proceed, On th' other side an high rocke toured still, Wbiles th' one did row, and th' other stifly steare; That twixt them both a pleasaunt port they made, Till that at last the weather gan to cleare, And did like an halfe theatre fulfill:

And the faire land itselfe did playnly show, There those five sisters had continuall trade, Said then the palmer; “ Lo! where does appeare And usd to bath themselves in that deceiptfull shade. The sacred soile where all our perills grow! [throw."

Therefore, sir Kuright, your ready arms about you They were faire ladies, till they fondly striv'd With th' Heliconian maides for maystery;

He hearkned, and his armes about him tooke, Of whom they over-comen' were depriv'd

The whiles the nimble bote so well her sped, of their proud beäntie, and th' one moyity That with her crooked keele the land she strookes Transform'd to fish for their bold surquedry; Then forth the noble Guyon sallied, But th’ upper halfe their bew retayned still, And his sage palmer that him governed; And their sweet skill in wonted melody;

But th' other by his bote behind did stay.

38 Which ever after they abusd to ill,

They marched fayrely forth, of nought ydred, T' allure weake traveillers, 'whom gotten they did Both firmely armd for every hard assay, kill.

With constancy and care, gainst daunger and dismay.

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