This is supposed to be a tale of a brave warrior, who fights a valiant battle, eager to go home. But when he reaches home, he finds that everything that belonged to him is destroyed.
Standing in the battlefield,
(with) a long sword and a brnze shield,
he thought,
oh death! i shall defy you, if you seek me,
for i have to go home, home to my lovely bride
i shall keep leving for her,
i shall fight you, if you may come
with this thought, he battled on,
cutting through the enemy, putting fear into their minds,....
to be continued..
(It sounds like a desperate attempt at rhyming words)
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