The Lost Battle
To his heart it struck such terror That he laughed a laugh of scorn, - The man in the soldier's doublet, With the sword so bravely worn. It struck his heart like the frost-wind To find his comrades fled, While the battle-field was guarded By the heroes who lay dead. He drew his sword in the sunlight, And called with a long halloo: "Dead men, there is one living Shall stay it out with you!" He raised a ragged standard, This lonely soul in war, And called the foe to onset, With shouts they heard afar. They galloped swiftly toward him. The banner floated wide; It sank; he sank beside it Upon his sword, and died.
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"To his heart it struck such terror..."
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