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When to despoil my native France	A
With flaming torch and cruel sword	B
And boisterous drums her foeman comes	C
I curse him and his vandal horde	B
Yet what avail accrues to her	D
If we assume the garb of woe	E
Let's merry be in laughter we	F
May rescue somewhat from the foe	E
	-
Ah many a brave man trembles now	G
I coward show no sign of fear	H
When Bacchus sends his blessing friends	I
I drown my panic in his cheer	H
Come gather round my humble board	B
And let the sparkling wassail flow	E
Chuckling to think the while you drink	J
This much we rescue from the foe	E
	-
My creditors beset me so	E
And so environed my abode	K
That I agreed despite my need	L
To settle up the debts I owed	K
When suddenly there came the news	M
Of this invasion as you know	E
I'll pay no score pray lend me more	N
I I will keep it from the foe	E
	-
Now here's my mistress pretty dear	H
Feigns terror at this martial noise	O
And yet methinks the artful minx	O
Would like to meet those soldier boys	O
I tell her that they're coarse and rude	P
Yet feel she don't believe 'em so	O
Well never mind so she be kind	Q
That much I rescue from the foe	O
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If brothers hope shall have in store	N
For us and ours no friendly glance	O
Let's rather die than raise a cry	R
Of welcome to the foes of France	O
But like the swan that dying sings	O
Let us O Frenchmen singing go	O
Then shall our cheer when death is near	H
Be so much rescued from the foe	O

Eugene Field

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