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He brings his regiment home   Not as they filed two years before, But a remnant half tattered, and battered, and worn, Like castaway sailors, who  stunned By the surf's loud roar, Their mates dragged back and seen no more   Again and again breast the surge, And at last crawl, spent, to shore. HE BRINGS HIS REGIMENT HOME NOT AS THEY FILED TWO YEARS BEFORE BUT A REMNANT HALF TATTERED AND BATTERED AND WORN LIKE CASTAWAY SAILORS WHO STUNNED BY THE SERF'S LOUD ROAR THEIR MATES DRAGGED BACK AND SEEN NO MORE AGAIN AND AGAIN BREAST THE SURGE AND AT LAST CRAWL SPENT TO SHORE
It is the parting volley, It is the pathos deep. There is glory for the brave Who lead, and noblys ave, But no knowledge in the grave Where the nameless followers sleep. In the Prison Pen. (1864.) Listless he eyes the palisades And sentries in the glare; ’Tis barren as a pelican-beach-- But his world is ended there. Nothing to do; and vacant hands Bring on the idiot-pain; He tries to think--to recollect, But the blur is on his brain. Around him swarm the plaining ghosts Like those on Virgil’s shore-- A wilderness of faces dim, And pale ones gashed and hoar. A smiting sun. No shed, no tree; He totters to his lair-- A den that sick hands dug in earth Ere famine wasted there, Or, dropping in his place, he swoons, Walled in by throngs that press, Till forth from the throngs they bear him dead-- Dead in his meagreness. The College Colonel. He rides at their head; A crutch by his saddle just slants in view, One slung arm is in splints, you see, Yet he guides his strong steed--how coldly too.  THE COLLEGE COLONEL BY HERMANN MELVILLE DREADFULLY BRAVOX DODORK BY CLAIR TERNEY AT CLARK UNIVERSITY RECORDED NOVEMBER OF TWO THOUSAND TWELVE WORD PRESS DOT CLARK EU D E D U SLASH M E N E U M A N SLASHLEY BRAVOX HE RIDES AT THEIR HEAD A CRUTCH BY HIS SADDLE JUST SLANTS IN VIEW ONE SLUNG ARM IS IN SPLINTS YOU SEE YET HE GUIDES HIS STRONG STEED HOW COLDLY TOO
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