In Heaven glory and on earth renown."
"That is it exactly, according to my recollection," said the
"Well then, that on the fort," said the gentleman, "if my memory
"Up from this wasted soil, this shattered shell,
Whose walls and towers here in ruin lie,
Three thousand soldier souls took wing on high,
In the bright mansions of the blest to dwell.
The onslaught of the foeman to repel
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