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CG-NH.760.006
5 Apr 1760:11 (261)
From the Gentleman's Magazine, for November 1759.
AN ODE TO MISS L------ ON THE DEATH OF GENERAL WOLFE.
(1)
Britons, the work of war is done!
Conquest is yours, the battle's won,
Loud triumphs rend the air:
Yet, with martial pride elate,
Each heart bewails Wolfe's hapless fate,
Nor tastes its joy sincere.
(2)
Too well then know his dauntless mind;
They knew it open, unconfin'd,
Awake to glory's call:
The soldier heard his bold command;
They say him lend the foremost band;
They saw their leader fall.
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