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See with what vig'rous steps his upright form He onward bears; nay, e'en that vacant sleeve, Which droops so sadly by his better side, Suits not ungracefully the vet'ran's mien. This is the man, whose glorious acts in battle We heard to-day related o'er our wine. I go to tell the Gen'ral he is come. Enjoy the gen'rous feelings of thy breast, And make an old man happy.[

Fred. Brave soldier, let me profit by the chance That led me here; I've heard of thy exploits.

Geof. Ah! then you have but heard an ancient tale, Which has been long forgotten.

Fred. But true it is, and should not be forgotten; Tho' Gen'rals, jealous of their soldiers' fame, May dash it with neglect.

Geof. There are, perhaps, who may be so ungen'rous.

Fred. Perhaps, sayst thou? in very truth there are; How art thou else rewarded with neglect, Whilst many a paltry fellow in thy corps Has been promoted? it is ever thus. Serv'd not Mardini in your company? He was, tho' honour'd with a valiant name, To those who knew him well, a paltry soldier.

Geof. Your pardon, Sir, we did esteem him much, Although inferiour to his gallant friend, The brave Sebastian.