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The picture rises before us vivid and bright: the finely carved, dragon-shaped prow; the high, curving stern; the long row of shields, black and yellow alternately, ranged along the sides; the gleam of steel; the scent of murder.
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On the Viking Long Ships, Vol I; The Birth of Britain

 

Winston Churchill

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