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. GHANIMA
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. Thou art mine erstwhile foe's bitter last wield
. ere came their rest a'ground never to wake;
. thine hurts through wicked arts, by song be heal'd,
. as thee from clutch of evil I do take.
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. From thee the wash of mine own blood I wipe,
. thus cleansed I offer thee to Branchala
. to serve -- to echo true the Song of Life
. and in whose Sight, I name thee Ghanima.
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