bridle and tame

She knew how to whisper and how to give thanks and where help was needed on the most far flanks. Her gaze it was piercing but then also kind and sharp was the thrust of the point of her mind and soft was her hand helping a fallen foe and quick was her pace through sand mudflat or snow. Her role in repelling the attacking Hun saw to it that quickly such battles were won as then led to victory in our campaign to live our lives peacefully now and again. Her patroness was she whose home is the arena – our proud and our mighty own Nuuzstathena – whose actions are virtuous righteous and just though she may be covered in gore and road-dust. Now join in our efforts to drive out the foe whose outlines and habits we already know whose stars and whose stripes are the chains of oppression who must be forthwith taught an enduring lesson. His fingers do meddle in many a pie so we must confront him from tunnel to sky and remind his people that Freedom comes not to those who abandon the lessons they're taught. So join in resisting the power whose aim is Liberty's chaos to bridle and tame and stand now for something or stand not at all now rise up and answer ye patriots all.

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