Not Quite a Fitt Thrown Here

First among five, I was by friends praised–
Moody work made me mighty of name,
A star shining brightly in places I sing.

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One called after me, a man named like candy,
As did another around a camp,
Far after folk like foxes did so.

To many I talk in tongues like their own,
Gladly thus going throughout a great dwelling,
Bearing white bands; I brave many places.
Sages and scholars, say what I am!

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