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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.