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Napoleon, Eugene Louis:
NAPOLEON , EUGENE LOUIS :
PRTNCE IMPERIAL OE FRANCE . Bom March 16 th , 1856 . Massacred June 1 st , 1879 . / ~ \ H , Destiny ! mysterious , dread power , V- J That awed the sires , and now hath doomed the son ! How soon , IIOAV cruelly thy vengeful hour Hath , boomed , and Death thy stern behest hath done !
The Prince is fallen ! " " Fallen , saicl ye ? Dead ? " " Caught unawares , and butchered as lie stood ; Unhorsed , and wounded , as his comrades fled ; Outnumbered by a cursed Zulu brood Who craAvled , unseen , around the little band , Rushed wildl y forward , then , ancl assegaied Our brave young comrade , helpless to Avithstand
A host of yelling fiends . The Prince is dead !" " Lift him up tenderl y - ! the fair , brave boy ! t Thank God the saA ^ age clogs have left him here , Nor sought his fair young beauty to destroy ! Now lay him gently on our lance-made bier ; Wind the old flag around his mangled breast
, Ancl bear him to the camp Avith mournful pride ! Nay , Aveep , my lads ! Our tears our love attest For Gaul ' s brave prince—for England ' s sake who died !" FIOAV on ye deep , but unavailing , tears , For Death the cruel victory hath won
; In sorrow ' s kinship land with land appears , The hearts of men ancl nations beat as one ! Ah , such a deed as nations now deplore , In War ' s ensanguined record has no place ! The nameless massacre on Afric ' s shore , Dread land of doom to Gaul ' s Imperial race !
Oh , English hearts are sad to-clay , Ancl mourn with unaffected grief The closure of a life so brief , From home and kin so far aAvay . Away in Lybia ' s savage hmd , A royal exile from his OAVII ,
Heir to the Gaul ' s Imperial throne , Slain by a fiendish Zulu ' s hand ! Not proudly leading on bis men , Nor in the battle ' s foremost fray , The biwe young soldier fell that day , Never in . life to smile again .
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Napoleon, Eugene Louis:
NAPOLEON , EUGENE LOUIS :
PRTNCE IMPERIAL OE FRANCE . Bom March 16 th , 1856 . Massacred June 1 st , 1879 . / ~ \ H , Destiny ! mysterious , dread power , V- J That awed the sires , and now hath doomed the son ! How soon , IIOAV cruelly thy vengeful hour Hath , boomed , and Death thy stern behest hath done !
The Prince is fallen ! " " Fallen , saicl ye ? Dead ? " " Caught unawares , and butchered as lie stood ; Unhorsed , and wounded , as his comrades fled ; Outnumbered by a cursed Zulu brood Who craAvled , unseen , around the little band , Rushed wildl y forward , then , ancl assegaied Our brave young comrade , helpless to Avithstand
A host of yelling fiends . The Prince is dead !" " Lift him up tenderl y - ! the fair , brave boy ! t Thank God the saA ^ age clogs have left him here , Nor sought his fair young beauty to destroy ! Now lay him gently on our lance-made bier ; Wind the old flag around his mangled breast
, Ancl bear him to the camp Avith mournful pride ! Nay , Aveep , my lads ! Our tears our love attest For Gaul ' s brave prince—for England ' s sake who died !" FIOAV on ye deep , but unavailing , tears , For Death the cruel victory hath won
; In sorrow ' s kinship land with land appears , The hearts of men ancl nations beat as one ! Ah , such a deed as nations now deplore , In War ' s ensanguined record has no place ! The nameless massacre on Afric ' s shore , Dread land of doom to Gaul ' s Imperial race !
Oh , English hearts are sad to-clay , Ancl mourn with unaffected grief The closure of a life so brief , From home and kin so far aAvay . Away in Lybia ' s savage hmd , A royal exile from his OAVII ,
Heir to the Gaul ' s Imperial throne , Slain by a fiendish Zulu ' s hand ! Not proudly leading on bis men , Nor in the battle ' s foremost fray , The biwe young soldier fell that day , Never in . life to smile again .