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...iron is a cankering thing, For in these limbs its teeth remain, With marks that will not wear away, Till I have done with this new day, Which now is painful...lost their long and heavy score When my last brother drooped and died, And I lay living by his side. They chained us each to a column stone, And we were...

...iron is a cankering thing, For in these limbs its teeth remain, With marks that will not wear away, 40 Till I have done with this new day, Which now is painful...lost their long and heavy score When my last brother dropped and died, And I lay living by his side. Ill They chained us each to a column stone, And we...