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By thy habitation dread	A
In the valley of the dead	A
Where no sun nor day nor night	B
Breaks the red and dusky light	B
By the grisly troops that ride	C
Of slaughtered Spaniards at thy side	C
Slaughtered by the Indian spear	D
Mighty Epananum hear	E
Hark the battle Hark the din	F
Now the deeds of Death begin	F
The Spaniards come in clouds above	G
I hear their hoarse artillery move	H
Spirits of our fathers slain	I
Haste pursue the dogs of Spain	I
The noise was in the northern sky	J
Haste pursue They fly they fly	J
Now from the cavern's secret cell	K
Where the direst phantoms dwell	K
See they rush and riding high	J
Break the moonlight as they fly	J
And on the shadowed plain beneath	L
Shoot unseen the shafts of Death	M
O'er the devoted Spanish camp	N
Like a vapour dark and damp	N
May they hover till the plain	I
Is hid beneath the countless slain	I
And none but silent women tread	A
From corse to corse to seek the dead	A
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The wavering fire flashed with expiring light	B
When shrill and hollow through the cope of night	B
A distant shout was heard at intervals	O
Increasing on the listening ear it falls	P
It ceased when bursting from the thickest wood	Q
With lifted axe two gloomy warriors stood	Q
Wan in the midst with dark and streaming hair	R
Blown by the winds upon her bosom bare	R
A woman faint from terror's wild alarms	S
And folding a white infant in her arms	S
Appeared Each warrior stooped his lance to gaze	T
On her pale looks seen ghastlier through the blaze	T
Save she exclaimed with harrowed aspect wild	U
Oh save my innocent my helpless child	U
Then fainting fell as from death's instant stroke	V
Caupolican with stern inquiry spoke	V
Whence come to interrupt our awful rite	B
At this dread hour the warriors of the night	B
From ocean	W
Who is she who fainting lies	X
And now scarce lifts her supplicating eyes	X
The Spanish ship went down the seamen bore	Y
In a small boat this woman to the shore	Y
They fell beneath our hatchets and again	Z
We gave them back to the insulted main	I
The child and woman of a race we hate	A2
Warriors 'tis yours here to decide their fate	A2
Vengeance aloud fierce Mariantu cried	C
Let vengeance on the race be satisfied	C
Let none of hated Spanish blood remain	I
Woman or child to violate our plain	I
Amid that dark and bloody scene the child	U
Stretched to the mountain chief his hands and smiled	U
A starting tear of pity dimmed the eye	J
Of the old warrior though he knew not why	J
Oh think upon your little ones he cried	C
Nor be compassion to the weak denied	C
Caupolican then fixed his aspect mild	U
On the white woman and her shrinking child	U
Then firmly spoke	V
White woman we were free	B2
When first thy brethren of the distant sea	B2
Came to our shores White woman theirs the guilt	C2
Theirs if the blood of innocence be spilt	C2
Yet blood we seek not though our arms oppose	D2
The hate of foreign and remorseless foes	D2
Thou camest here a captive so abide	C
Till the Great Spirit shall our cause decide	C
He spoke the warriors of the night obey	E2
And ere the earliest streak of dawning day	E2
They lead her from the scene of blood away	E2

William Lisle Bowles

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