“There, where death’s brief pang was quickest.
And the battle’s wreck lay thickest,
Strewed beneath the advancing banner
Of the eagles’ burning crest,--
There with thunder-clouds to fan her
Victory beaming from her breast!
While the broken line enlarging
Fell, or fled along the plain;--
There be sure _Murat_ was charging!
There he ne’er shall charge again!”