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Si le mar chal Grouchy avait t rejoint par l'officier que	A
Napol on lui avait exp di la veille dix heures du soir toute	B
question e t disparu Mais cet officier n' tait point parvenu sa	C
destination ainsi que le mar chal n'a cess de l'affirmer toute sa	C
vie et il faut l'en croire car autrement il n'aurait eu aucune	D
raison pour h siter Cet officier avait il t pris avait il pass	E
l'ennemi C'est ce qu'on a toujours ignor	F
Thiers Histoire de l'Empire Waterloo	A
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GOOD Father 'Twas an eve in middle June	D
And war was waged anew	A
By great Napoleon who for years had strewn	D
Men's bones all Europe through	A
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Three nights ere this with columned corps he'd crossed	B
The Sambre at Charleroi	A
To move on Brussels where the English host	B
Dallied in Parc and Bois	C
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The yestertide we'd heard the gloomy gun	D
Growl through the long sunned day	B
From Quatre Bras and Ligny till the dun	D
Twilight suppressed the fray	B
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Albeit therein as lated tongues bespoke	A
Brunswick's high heart was drained	B
And Prussia's Line and Landwehr though unbroke	A
Stood cornered and constrained	B
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And at next noon time Grouchy slowly passed	B
With thirty thousand men	D
We hoped thenceforth no army small or vast	B
Would trouble us again	D
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My hut lay deeply in a vale recessed	B
And never a soul seemed nigh	G
When reassured at length we went to rest	B
My children wife and I	G
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But what was this that broke our humble ease	H
What noise above the rain	D
Above the dripping of the poplar trees	H
That smote along the pane	D
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A call of mastery bidding me arise	I
Compelled me to the door	A
At which a horseman stood in martial guise	I
Splashed sweating from every pore	A
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Had I seen Grouchy Yes Which track took he	J
Could I lead thither on	D
Fulfilment would ensure gold pieces three	J
Perchance more gifts anon	D
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I bear the Emperor's mandate then he said	B
Charging the Marshal straight	B
To strike between the double host ahead	B
Ere they co operate	B
	-
Engaging Bl cher till the Emperor put	B
Lord Wellington to flight	B
And next the Prussians This to set afoot	B
Is my emprise to night	B
	-
I joined him in the mist but pausing sought	B
To estimate his say	B
Grouchy had made for Wavre and yet on thought	B
I did not lead that way	B
	-
I mused If Grouchy thus instructed be	J
The clash comes sheer hereon	D
My farm is stript While as for pieces three	J
Money the French have none	D
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Grouchy unwarned moreo'er the English win	D
And mine is left to me	J
They buy not borrow Hence did I begin	D
To lead him treacherously	A
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By Joidoigne near to east as we ondrew	J
Dawn pierced the humid air	J
And eastward faced I with him though I knew	D
Never marched Grouchy there	J
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Near Ottignies we passed across the Dyle	A
Lim'lette left far aside	B
And thence direct toward Pervez and Noville	A
Through green grain till he cried	B
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I doubt thy conduct man no track is here	J
I doubt they gag d word	B
Thereat he scowled on me and pranced me near	J
And pricked me with his sword	B
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Nay Captain hold We skirt not trace the course	K
Of Grouchy said I then	D
As we go yonder went he with his force	K
Of thirty thousand men	D
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At length noon nighed when west from Saint John's Mound	B
A hoarse artillery boomed	B
And from Saint Lambert's upland chapel crowned	B
The Prussian squadrons loomed	B
	-
Then to the wayless wet gray ground he leapt	B
My mission fails he cried	B
Too late for Grouchy now to intercept	B
For peasant you have lied	B
	-
He turned to pistol me I sprang and drew	D
The sabre from his flank	A
And 'twixt his nape and shoulder ere he knew	D
I struck and dead he sank	A
	-
I hid him deep in nodding rye and oat	B
His shroud green stalks and loam	L
His requiem the corn blade's husky note	B
And then I hastened home	L
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Two armies writhe in coils of red and blue	D
And brass and iron clang	A
From Goumont past the front of Waterloo	D
To Pap'lotte and Smohain	D
	-
The Guard Imperial wavered on the height	B
The Emperor's face grew glum	M
I sent he said to Grouchy yesternight	B
And yet he does not come	M
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'Twas then Good Father that the French espied	B
Streaking the summer land	B
The men of Bl cher But the Emperor cried	B
Grouchy is now at hand	B
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And meanwhile Vand'leur Vivian Maitland Kempt	B
Met d'Erlon Friant Ney	D
But Grouchy mis sent blamed yet blame exempt	B
Grouchy was far away	D
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Be even slain or struck Michel the strong	A
Bold Travers Dnop Delord	B
Smart Guyot Reil le l'Heriter Friant	B
Scattered that champaign o'er	J
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Fallen likewise wronged Duhesme and skilled Lobau	J
Did that red sunset see	J
Colbert Legros Blancard And of the foe	N
Picton and Ponsonby	J
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With Gordon Canning Blackman Ompteda	B
L'Estrange Delancey Packe	A
Grose D'Oyly Stables Morice Howard Hay	D
Von Schwerin Watzdorf Boek	A
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Smith Phelips Fuller Lind and Battersby	J
And hosts of ranksmen round	B
Memorials linger yet to speak to thee	J
Of those that bit the ground	B
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The Guards' last column yielded dykes of dead	B
Lay between vale and ridge	O
As thinned yet closing faint yet fierce they sped	B
In packs to Genappe Bridge	O
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Safe was my stock my capple cow unslain	D
Intact each cock and hen	D
But Grouchy far at Wavre all day had lain	D
And thirty thousand men	D
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O Saints had I but lost my earing corn	D
And saved the cause once prized	B
O Saints why such false witness had I borne	D
When late I'd sympathized	B
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So now being old my children eye askance	P
My slowly dwindling store	J
And crave my mite till worn with tarriance	P
I care for life no more	J
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To Almighty God henceforth I stand confessed	B
And Virgin Saint Marie	J
O Michael John and Holy Ones in rest	B
Entreat the Lord for me	J

Thomas Hardy

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