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elegiac ode.
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  All that is good and great?
In vain did Britain's soldier fall,
And must oblivion's dusky pall
  Spread darkness o'er his fate?
Ah! no! his praise shall shine in story,
  While Fame shall blazon on his grave,
That while he liv'd, he liv'd to glory,
  And died the foremost of the brave!

FINIS.






J. M'Creery, Printer,

Black-Horse-Court, Fleet-Street,

London.