...red artillery. But redder yet that light shall gin*.' On Linden's hills of stained snow. And bloodier yet the torrent flow Of Iser, rolling rapidly. 'Tis...scarce yon level sun Can pierce the war-clouds, rolling duo. Where furious Frank and fiery Hun Shout in their sulph'rous canopy. The combat deepens. On, ye...

...snow. And darker yet shall be the flow Of Iser, rolling rapidly. VI. 'Tis morn, but scarce yon lurid sun Can pierce the war-clouds, rolling dun. Where...Frank, and fiery Hun, Shout in their sulph'rous canopy. VII. The combat deepens. On, ye brave, Who rush to glory, or the grave ! Wave, Munich, all thy banners...

...blood-stain'd snow, And darker yet shall bo the flow Of Iser, rolling rapidly. 'Tis morn, but scarce yon lurid sun Can pierce the war-clouds, rolling dun, Where furious Frank, and fiery Hun, Shout in their sulphurous canopy. The combat deepens. On, ye brave, Who rush to glory, or the grave! Wave, Munich,...

...the war clouds, rolling dun, While furious Frank and fiery Hun Shout in their sulph'rous canopy. 7 The combat deepens. (°°) On, ye brave, > Who rush to glory, or the grave ! t Wave, Munich, all thy banners wave ! And charge with all thy chivalry ! 8 (°) Ah ! few shall part...

...glow On Linden's hills of stained snow, And bloodier yet the torrent flow Of Jser rolling rapidly. The combat deepens ! On, ye brave, Who rush to glory or the grave ; Wave, Munich, all tby banners wave, And charge with all tby chivalry. Few shall part where many meet, The snow shall...

...stained snow, And darker yet shall be the flow Of Iser, rolling rapidly. "Tis morn, but scarce yon lurid sun Can pierce the war-clouds, rolling dun, Where furious Frank, and fiery Hun, Shout mid their sulph'rous canopy. The combat deepens. On, ye brave, Who rush to glory, or the grave ! Wave,...

...And louder than the bolts of heaven, Far flashed the red artillery. 'Tis morn, but scarce yon lurid sun Can pierce the war-clouds, rolling dun, Where furious Frank, and fiery Hun, Shout mid their sulph'rous canopy. The combat deepens. On, ye brave, Who rush to glory, or the grave ! Wave,...

...From his home mid the dark-rolling clouds of the North." And how nobly too in his Holienlinden ! " The combat deepens — on, ye brave, Who rush to glory or the grave !" We have seen " how King James did rushing come." And, lo ! " I Ion-un; - and saddle bloody red,...

...redder still these fires shall glow On Linden's hills of purpled snow ; And bloodier still shall be the flow Of Iser, rolling rapidly. Tis morn : but scarce yon level sun Can pierce the war-cloud rolling dun, } Where furious Frank and fiery Hun Shout 'mid their sulphurous canopy. The...

...! Booby is Dux now, and Dux Booby — and the obscure dunce is changed into an illustrious hero. " The combat deepens — on ye brave, Who rush to glory or the grave ! Wave, Nitton,* all thy banners wave, And charge with all thy schoolery !" Down from the mount on which it...