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Don Juan 07-86
Canto the Seventh
 
     LXXXVI

Hark! through the silence of the cold, dull night,
     The hum of armies gathering rank on rank!
Lo! dusky masses steal in dubious sight
     Along the leaguer'd wall and bristling bank
Of the arm'd river, while with straggling light
     The stars peep through the vapours dim and dank,
Which curl in curious wreaths: -- how soon the smoke
Of Hell shall pall them in a deeper cloak!


Don Juan 07-87
Canto the Seventh
 
     LXXXVII

Here pause we for the present -- as even then
     That awful pause, dividing life from death,
Struck for an instant on the hearts of men,
     Thousands of whom were drawing their last breath!
A moment -- and all will be life again!
     The march! the charge! the shouts of either faith!
Hurra! and Allah! and -- one moment more,
The death-cry drowning in the battle's roar.


George Gordon Byron, Lord Byron (1788-1824) 
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