Watch the clash, the battle won
If lost, will never rise the sun
Moves the barge, across the land
Mighty Set with spear in hand
Guardian of the gilded lord
Horizon coils with scales to ford
Comes the Serpent, from The Nile
Sixteen yards—sardonic wile
Cut and torn and gealdor bound
He writhes and heaves yet overground
Breaks the spear and barge he smites
Victor from Tenth Realm of Night
World Encircler, below the dawn
Beyond Bakhu—all light has gone.
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