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INCIDENT OF THE FRENCH CAMP.
know, we French stormed Ratisbon: A mile or so away,
On a little mound, Napoléon
Stood on our storming-day;
Just as perhaps he mused " My plans
Out 'twixt the battery-smokes there flew
A rider, bound on bound Full-galloping; nor bridle drew
Until he reached the mound.