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...replied, And fast the flames rolled on. Upon his brow he felt their breath, And in his waving hair, And looked from that lone post of death In still yet brave...child, Like banners in the sky. There came a burst of thunder sound — The boy — oh! where was he? Ask of the winds, that far around With fragments strewed...

...replied, And fast the flames rolled on. Upon his brow he felt their breath, And in his waving hair, And looked from that lone post of death In still yet brave...child, Like banners in the sky. There came a burst of thunder Bound — The boy — oh ! where was he ? Ask of the winds, that far around With fragments...