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  • A Ballad of the French Fleet

    A fleet with flags arrayed
      Sailed from the port of Brest,
    And the Admiral’s ship displayed
      The signal: “Steer southwest.”
    For this Admiral D’Anville
      Had sworn by cross and crown
    To ravage with fire and steel
      Our helpless Boston Town.

    There were rumors in the street,
      In the houses there was fear
    Of the...

    Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

  • Incident of the French Camp

    You know we French stormed Ratisbon:
      A mile or so away,
    On a little mound, Napoleon
      Stood on our storming-day;
    With neck out-thrust, you fancy how,
      Legs wide, arms locked behind,
    As if to balance the prone brow,
      Oppressive with its mind.

    Just as perhaps he mused, “My plans
      That soar, to earth may fall,
    ...

    Robert Browning

  • Birds of Passage (Collection)/A Ballad of the French Fleet