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 And the battle was not ended,

Till it dropt the veil of night.

'Twas on the 17th day of June,

About the hour of nine,

The British and the Prussians,

Their armies did combine.

The Duke of Wellington came up,

All with a warlike band;

Come, come my boys, we'll beat them down,

While we have power to stand.

When the Prussian cavalry came up,

They fought like lions bold,

Led on by General Blucher,

Of eighty-three years old.

Like lions bold undaunted then

We forced them to fly.

Come, come, cries General Blucher,

We'll conquer them or die.

But when the dreadful morn came in,

The 18th day of June,

And near the hour of twelve o'clock,

Ten thousand were cut down.

Then cried the Duke of Wellington,

Come on my warlike men,

This is the day they'll conquer us,

Or we will conquer them.

They closed full fast on either side,

No slackness could be found,