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I	A
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Where the sun sinks through leagues of arid sky	A
Where the sun dies o'er leagues of arid plain	B
Where the dead bones of wasted rivers lie	A
Trailed from their channels in yon mountain chain	B
Where day by day naught takes the wearied eye	A
But the low rimming mountains sharply based	C
On the dead levels moving far or nigh	A
As the sick vision wanders o'er the waste	C
But ever day by day against the sunset traced	C
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II	A
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There moving through a poisonous cloud that stings	D
With dust of alkali the trampling band	E
Of Indian ponies ride on dusky wings	D
The red marauders of the Western land	E
Heavy with spoil they seek the trail that brings	D
Their flaunting lances to that sheltered bank	F
Where lie their lodges and the river sings	D
Forgetful of the plain beyond that drank	F
Its life blood where the wasted caravan sank	F
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III	A
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They brought with them the thief's ignoble spoil	G
The beggar's dole the greed of chiffonnier	H
The scum of camps the implements of toil	G
Snatched from dead hands to rust as useless here	H
All they could rake or glean from hut or soil	G
Piled their lean ponies with the jackdaw's greed	I
For vacant glitter It were scarce a foil	G
To all this tinsel that one feathered reed	I
Bore on its barb two scalps that freshly bleed	I
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IV	A
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They brought with them alas a wounded foe	A
Bound hand and foot yet nursed with cruel care	H
Lest that in death he might escape one throe	H
They had decreed his living flesh should bear	H
A youthful officer by one foul blow	A
Of treachery surprised yet fighting still	J
Amid his ambushed train calm as the snow	A
Above him hopeless yet content to spill	J
His blood with theirs and fighting but to kill	J
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V	A
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He had fought nobly and in that brief spell	K
Had won the awe of those rude border men	L
Who gathered round him and beside him fell	K
In loyal faith and silence save that when	L
By smoke embarrassed and near sight as well	K
He paused to wipe his eyeglass and decide	M
Its nearer focus there arose a yell	K
Of approbation and Bob Barker cried	M
Wade in Dundreary tossed his cap and died	M
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VI	A
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Their sole survivor now his captors bear	H
Him all unconscious and beside the stream	N
Leave him to rest meantime the squaws prepare	H
The stake for sacrifice nor wakes a gleam	N
Of pity in those Furies' eyes that glare	H
Expectant of the torture yet alway	O
His steadfast spirit shines and mocks them there	H
With peace they know not till at close of day	P
On his dull ear there thrills a whispered Grey	P
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VII	A
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He starts Was it a trick Had angels kind	Q
Touched with compassion some weak woman's breast	R
Such things he'd read of Faintly to his mind	Q
Came Pocahontas pleading for her guest	R
But then this voice though soft was still inclined	Q
To baritone A squaw in ragged gown	S
Stood near him frowning hatred Was he blind	Q
Whose eye was this beneath that beetling frown	S
The frown was painted but that wink meant Brown	S
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VIII	A
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Hush for your life and mine the thongs are cut	T
He whispers in yon thicket stands my horse	U
One dash I follow close as if to glut	T
My own revenge yet bar the others' course	U
Now And 'tis done Grey speeds Brown follows but	T
Ere yet they reach the shade Grey fainting reels	V
Yet not before Brown's circling arms close shut	T
His in uplifting him Anon he feels	V
A horse beneath him bound and hears the rattling heels	V
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IX	V
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Then rose a yell of baffled hate and sprang	W
Headlong the savages in swift pursuit	X
Though speed the fugitives they hope to hang	W
Hot on their heels like wolves with tireless foot	Y
Long is the chase Brown hears with inward pang	W
The short hard panting of his gallant steed	I
Beneath its double burden vainly rang	W
Both voice and spur The heaving flanks may bleed	I
Yet comes the sequel that they still must heed	I
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X	V
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Brown saw it reined his steed dismounting stood	Z
Calm and inflexible Old chap you see	V
There is but ONE escape You know it Good	Z
There is ONE man to take it You are he	V
The horse won't carry double If he could	Z
'Twould but protract this bother I shall stay	P
I've business with these devils they with me	V
I will occupy them till you get away	P
Hush quick time forward There God bless you Grey	P
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XI	V
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But as he finished Grey slipped to his feet	A2
Calm as his ancestors in voice and eye	A
You do forget yourself when you compete	A2
With him whose RIGHT it is to stay and die	A
That's not YOUR duty Please regain your seat	A2
And take my ORDERS since I rank you here	H
Mount and rejoin your men and my defeat	A2
Report at quarters Take this letter ne'er	H
Give it to aught but HER nor let aught interfere	H
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XII	V
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And shamed and blushing Brown the letter took	B2
Obediently and placed it in his pocket	T
Then drawing forth another said I look	B2
For death as you do wherefore take this locket	C2
And letter Here his comrade's hand he shook	B2
In silence Should we both together fall	D2
Some other man but here all speech forsook	B2
His lips as ringing cheerily o'er all	D2
He heard afar his own dear bugle call	D2
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XIII	V
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'Twas his command and succor but e'en then	L
Grey fainted with poor Brown who had forgot	E2
He likewise had been wounded and both men	L
Were picked up quite unconscious of their lot	E2
Long lay they in extremity and when	L
They both grew stronger and once more exchanged	F2
Old vows and memories one common den	L
In hospital was theirs and free they ranged	F2
Awaiting orders but no more estranged	F2
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XIV	A
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And yet 'twas strange nor can I end my tale	G2
Without this moral to be fair and just	H2
They never sought to know why each did fail	G2
The prompt fulfillment of the other's trust	H2
It was suggested they could not avail	G2
Themselves of either letter since they were	H
Duly dispatched to their address by mail	G2
By Captain X who knew Miss Rover fair	H
Now meant stout Mistress Bloggs of Blank Blank Square	H

Bret Harte

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