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NATHAN HALE. |
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destroyed; and this very extraordinary reason given by the provost marshal, ' that the rebels should not know that they had'a man in their army who could die with so much firmness.'" 2
A BALLAD.
The breezes went steadily thro' the tall pines, A saying " oh ! hu-ush !" a saying " oh ! hu-ush!"
As stilly stole by a bold legion of horse, For Hale in the bush, for Hale in the bush.
" Keep still!" said the thrush as she nestled her young, In a nest by the road; in a nest by the road.
" For the tyrants are near, and with them appear, What bodes us no good, what bodes us no good."
The brave captain heard it, and thought of his home, In a cot by the brook; in a cot by the brook.
With mother and sister and memories dear, He so gaily forsook; he so gaily forsook.
Cooling shades of the night were coming apace, The tattoo had beat; the tattoo had beat.
The noble one sprang from his dark lurking place, To make his retreat; to make his retreat. |
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