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...breath, And in his waving hair ; And look'd from that lone post of death, In still, yet brave despair. And shouted but once more aloud, " My father ! must...through sail and shroud, The wreathing fires made way. And stream'd above the gallant child, Lake banners in the sky. There came a burst of thunder sound...

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...cried, " If I may yet be gone !" —And but the booming shots replied, And fast the flames roll'd on. Upon his brow he felt their breath, And in his waving hair; And look'd from that lone post of death, In still, yet brave despair. And shouted but once more aloud,...

...cried, " If I may yet be gone ! " — And but the booming shots replied, And fust the flames roll'd on. Upon his brow he felt their breath, And in his waving hair ; And look'd from that lone post of death, In still, yet brave despair. And shouted but once more aloud,...

...cried, " If I may yet be gone ! " — And but the booming shots replied, And fast the flames roll'd on. Upon his brow he felt their breath, And in his waving hair ; And look'd from that lone post of death, In still, yet brave despair. And shouted but once more aloud,...

...breath, And in his waving hair ; And look'd from that lone post of death, In still, yet brave despair. And shouted but once more aloud, " My father ! must...through sail and shroud, The wreathing fires made way. * Y'Miii:, Casabianca, a boy about thirteen years old, son to the ailiniml of the Orient, remained...

...cried, « If 1 may yet be gone !" — And but the booming shots replied, And fast the flames roll'd on. Upon his brow he felt their breath, And in his waving hair ; And look'd from that lone post of death, In still, yet brave despair. And shouted but once more aloud,...

...cried, " If 1 may yet be gone !" ' —And but the booming sjiots replied, And fast the flames roll'd on. Upon his brow he felt their breath, And in his waving hair; . And look'J from that lone post of death, In still, yet brave despair. And shouted but once more aloud,...

...cried, " If I may yet be gone ! And" — but the booming shots replied, And fast the flames rolled on. Upon his brow he felt their breath, And in his waving...that lone post of death In still yet brave despair ! And shouted but once more aloud, " My father, must I stay?" While o'er him fast, through sail and...