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Charging  the  griill  redoubt,
                                        "Each time there fell  some  comrades  dead;
                                        Ko  wasted  shot passed  overhead ;
                                              And still  the  fort.  4  held  out.

                                        At  length  a  herald  drawing  near
                                        Cor.fronts  a  simple  grenadier,
                                           To  treat  of  terms  of  peace.
                                        11 J.I"  you  your  ilriu;-; will  withhold
                                        Till  daybreak,1'  cried  the  Frenchman  hold,
                                               We  will  Lhe fort7  release
                                        Into  your hands,  on  promise .sure
                                        O i: r  s^irrl-soll  shall  pass  secure
                                              With  all  their  arms."
                                        The  An.strum  herald  bowed  assent;
                                        Each party  passed  the night  content,
                                              Without  alarms.

                                        At:  dawn  the  Austrian  rank  and file
                                        Drew  up  along" the  close  defile,
                                              To  sue  il:dr  brave  foes  pass,
                                        How still1'  the fort J   No  noise  within;
                                        No  lui-rying  feel;  no  parting din ;
                                              Ail  quiet  as  at  mass.

                                        Slow  tile  rustv  hins/es  turn :
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                                           Slow  the  massive  ” atcs  unfold;
                                        Then  -,utli  aspect  calm  and '1   stern,
                                           Bc;irm;r  weight  of  arms  untold,
                                               ConiL-s  a  single1'  grenadier!
                                        A s  he  marches  past  the  van,
                                           Wondering1'  eyes  are  on  him  cast,
                                       “ Where  is  the  garrison,  my  man?"
                                          Cries  the Austrian  ddef  at  last.
                                        Proudly  rose the  soldiers  head,
                                       '’ / am1 the garrison/’  he  said.
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