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... turned my gaze , The soil of France with your brave blood was red ! Blame not the shears that slit the thin yarn thread . Though life be lost , immortal is the praise ! Would I were with you crowned with victory's bays , O Happy Warrior ...
... turned my gaze , The soil of France with your brave blood was red ! Blame not the shears that slit the thin yarn thread . Though life be lost , immortal is the praise ! Would I were with you crowned with victory's bays , O Happy Warrior ...
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... turned to the sleeping camp , Afar through the river's fog and damp , That showed no flicker , nor waning lamp , Nor wasted bivouac fires . And I saw a phantom army come , With never a sound of fife or drum , But keeping time to a ...
... turned to the sleeping camp , Afar through the river's fog and damp , That showed no flicker , nor waning lamp , Nor wasted bivouac fires . And I saw a phantom army come , With never a sound of fife or drum , But keeping time to a ...
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... turned The milk that fell like a babbling flood Into the milk - pail red as blood ! Or how he fancied the hum of bees Were bullets buzzing among the trees . But all such fanciful thoughts as these Were strange to a practical man like ...
... turned The milk that fell like a babbling flood Into the milk - pail red as blood ! Or how he fancied the hum of bees Were bullets buzzing among the trees . But all such fanciful thoughts as these Were strange to a practical man like ...
Page 58
... turning away ; War ! be it weeks , months , or years , an arm'd race is advancing to welcome it . Manahatta a - march - and it's O to sing it well ! It's O for a manly life in the camp . And the sturdy artillery , The guns bright as ...
... turning away ; War ! be it weeks , months , or years , an arm'd race is advancing to welcome it . Manahatta a - march - and it's O to sing it well ! It's O for a manly life in the camp . And the sturdy artillery , The guns bright as ...
Page 81
... turned in air , Sabring the gunners there , Charging an army , while All the world wonder'd : Plunged in the battery - smoke Right thro ' the line they broke ; Cossack and Russian Reel'd from the sabre - stroke Shatter'd and sunder'd ...
... turned in air , Sabring the gunners there , Charging an army , while All the world wonder'd : Plunged in the battery - smoke Right thro ' the line they broke ; Cossack and Russian Reel'd from the sabre - stroke Shatter'd and sunder'd ...
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Arethusa arm'd arms army array banner battle beat blast blood boys breath Bret Harte bugles blown Cannon charge cheer Christ or Nietzsche Clusium crest cried death deep dread drum England's dead eyes F. W. Bourdillon fair fathers fell field fierce fight fire flag fought gallant glory hand Hark hath hear heard Hearts of oak heaven helmet helmet of Navarre Henry of Navarre Herminius Highland laddie hills Horatius horse John Burns King land Lars Porsena light look Lord loud Marmion morn mountain Navarre ne'er never night noble o'er pibroch pride proud quoth rage roar rode rolling rose round rush Sextus shield shout slain smile soldier song sound spake spears stand stood sweet sword tears thee Thomas Campbell thou thousand thunder twas victory vigil voice W. E. Henley Walt Whitman waves wild winds do blow wounded