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...Might one wish bring them, would I wish them here?—Cowper. 6. And if my standard-bearer fall, as fall full well he may, For never saw I promise yet...such a bloody fray, Press where ye see my white plume shine.—Macaulay. 7. Would I describe a preacher such as Paul, Were he on earth, would hear, approve,...