Till a letter all one me lad, That well was written on a wall, A blissful word that on I rad, That alway said, 'Thank God for[40]

And whan Kyng Alisandre had rad theise lettres, he thoughte that he scholde do gret synne, for to trouble hem: and thanne he sente hem surteez, that thei scholde not ben aferd of him, and that thei scholde kepen hire gode maneres and hire gode pees, as thei hadden used before of custom; and so he let hem allone.

"Nin-a-rad, servant of our great Nin, Shall lead our hosts to victory!

Thus Accad on their foes have fiercely hurled Their solid ranks with Nin-rad's flag unfurled, The charging lines meet with a fearful sound, As tempests' waves from rocks in rage rebound; The foe thus meet the men of Izdubar, While o'er the field fly the fierce gods of war.

[Footnote 3: "Nin-a-rad," literally "servant of Nin," or "Nin-mar-ad," "Lord of the city of Marad.

Then strew his path with garlands, tulips, rose, And wave his banners as he onward goes; Our mighty Nin-rad comes, oh, raise the cry!

"possessorem designante," et ex rad.

The mus-u-kat lay round him now, And wrap his feet with rad-bat-bands,[20]

[Footnote 20: "Rad-bat-bands," similar bands to the khis-ib-ta.]

We pledge the man who hates the Rad, We drink to Bartle Frere and Froude!

"I goin' rad now," she said.

An' I thing daz de rad weh to say, 'Sieur Grandissime.

The shout went up in loud Clan-Rad's tone, "That blast was winded by McGLADSTONE!" * *