Chapter 66 No.66

Theirs was the glee of martial breast,

And laughter theirs at little jest;

And oft Lord Marmion deigned to aid,

And mingle in the mirth they made;

For though, with men of high degree,

The proudest of the proud was he,

Yet, trained in camps, he knew the art

To win the soldier's hardy heart.

They love a captain to obey,

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