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Still have a few in warfare stood Around the mountain brow;— I have not spared my strength and blood— And I am dying now!

But other, better days are thine:— My hopes are proud and high, And clearly does the future shine Before death's closing eye.

I see the gallant red Cross wave, I see the Moslems yield; I hear the war-cry of the brave— Haste, boy, and join the field!

Here make my grave; and haunting here, My spirit will remain, Till, vanquished by the Christian spear, The Moors have fled from Spain. L. E. L.