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i Searching the pile of corpses the victors found four Frenchmen still breathing Three had scarcely a spark of life the fourth seemed likely to survive and they reserved him for future torments i	A
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Parkman's History	B
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A prisoner under the stars I lie	A
With no friend near	C
To morrow they lead me forth to die	A
The stake is ready the torments set	D
They will pay in full their deadly debt	D
But I fear them not Oh none could fear	C
Of those who stood by Daulac's side	E
While he prayed and laughed and sang and fought	F
In the very reek of death and caught	G
The martyr passion that flamed from his face	H
As he died	E
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Where he led us we followed glad	I
For we loved him well	J
Some there were that held him mad	I
But we knew that a heavenly rage had place	H
In that dauntless soul the good God spake	K
To us through him we had naught to do	L
Save only obey and when his eyes	M
Flashed and kindled like storm swept skies	M
And his voice like a trumpet thrilled us through	L
We would have marched with delight for his sake	K
To the jaws of hell	J
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The mists hung blue and still on the stream	N
At the marge of dawn	O
The rapids laughed till we saw their teeth	P
Like a snarling wolf's fangs glisten and gleam	N
Sweetly the pine trees underneath	P
The shadows slept in the moonlight wan	Q
Sweetly beneath the steps of the spring	R
The great grim forest was blossoming	R
And we fought that springs for other men	S
Might blossom again	S
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Faint thirst maddened we prayed and fought	F
By night and by day	T
Eyes glared at us with serpent hate	U
Yet sometimes a hush fell and then we heard naught	F
Save the wind's shrill harping far away	T
The piping of birds and the softened calls	V
Of the merry distant water falls	V
Then of other scenes we thought	F
Of valleys beloved in sunny France	W
Purple vineyards of song and dance	W
Hopes and visions roseate	X
Of many a holy festal morn	Y
And many a dream at vesper bell	J
But anon the shuddering air was torn	Y
By noises such as the fiends of hell	J
Might make in holding high holiday	T
Once so bitter the death storm hailed	Z
We shrank and quailed	Z
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Daulac sprang out before us then	S
Shamed in our fears	A2
Glorious was his face to see	B
The face of one who listens and hears	B2
Voices unearthly summonings high	A
Rang his tone like a clarion Men	S
See yonder star in the golden sky	A
Such a man's duty is to him	C2
A beacon that will not flicker nor dim	C2
Shining through darkness and despair	D2
Almost the martyr's crown is yours	E2
Thinking the price too high to be paid	Z
Will you leave the sacrifice half made	Z
I tell you God will answer the prayer	D2
Of the soul that endures	E2
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Comrades far in the future I see	B
A mighty land	Z
Throned among the nations of earth	F2
Noble and happy calm and free	B
As a veil were lifted I see her stand	Z
And out of that future a voice to me	B
Promises that our names shall shine	G2
On the page of her story with lustre divine	G2
Impelling to visions and deeds of worth	F2
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Ever thus since the world was begun	H2
When a man hath given up his life	I2
Safety and freedom have been won	H2
By the holy power of self sacrifice	J2
For the memory of your mother's kiss	K2
Valiantly stand to the breach again	S
Comrades blench not now from the strife	I2
Quit you like men	S
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Oh we rushed to meet at our captain's side	Z
Death as a bride	Z
All our brave striplings bravely fell	J
I less fortunate slowly came	L2
Back from that din of shot and yell	J
Slowly and gaspingly to know	M2
A harder fate reserved for me	B
Than that brief splendid agony	B
Through many a bitter pang and throe	B
My spirit must to morrow go	M2
To seek my comrades but I bear	B
The tidings that our desperate stand	Z
By the Long Sault has saved our land	Z
And God has answered Daulac's prayer	B

Lucy Maud Montgomery

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