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All stood with open ears in long array to hear what mighty Gama mote unfold; when, past in thoughtful mood a brief delay, began he thus with brow high-raised and bold:— “Thou biddest me, O King! to say my say anent our grand genealogy of old: Thou bidd’st me not relate an alien story; thou bidd’st me laud my brother Lusians’ glory.