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They brayed among the bushes
    and huddled under the nettles.
A senseless and nameless brood,
    they were cast out from the land.
“So now I have become their taunt song;
    I have become a byword to them.

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Among the bushes they brayed; under the nettles they were gathered together.

They were children of fools, yea, children of base men: they were viler than the earth.

And now am I their song, yea, I am their byword.

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