<h2><SPAN name="Blenheim" id="Blenheim"></SPAN>THE BATTLE OF BLENHEIM</h2>
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<span>It was a summer evening,<br/></span>
<span class="i1">Old Kaspar's work was done,<br/></span>
<span>And he before his cottage door<br/></span>
<span class="i1">Was sitting in the sun,<br/></span>
<span>And by him sported on the green<br/></span>
<span>His little grandchild Wilhelmine.<br/></span></div>
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<span>She saw her brother Peterkin<br/></span>
<span class="i1">Roll something large and round,<br/></span>
<span>Which he beside the rivulet<br/></span>
<span class="i1">In playing there had found:<br/></span>
<span>He came to ask what he had found,<br/></span>
<span>That was so large, and smooth, and round.<br/></span></div>
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<span>Old Kaspar took it from the boy,<br/></span>
<span class="i1">Who stood expectant by:<br/></span>
<span>And then the old man shook his head,<br/></span>
<span class="i1">And, with a natural sigh,<br/></span>
<span>"'Tis some poor fellow's skull," said he,<br/></span>
<span>"Who fell in the great victory.<br/></span></div>
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<span>"I find them in the garden,<br/></span>
<span class="i1">For there's many here about;<br/></span>
<span>And often when I go to plough,<br/></span>
<span class="i1">The ploughshare turns them out!<br/></span>
<span>For many thousand men," said he,<br/></span>
<span>"Were slain in that great victory."<br/></span></div>
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<span>"Now tell me what 'twas all about,"<br/></span>
<span class="i1">Young Peterkin, he cries;<br/></span>
<span>And little Wilhelmine looks up<br/></span>
<span class="i1">With wonder-waiting eyes;<br/></span>
<span>"Now tell us all about the war,<br/></span>
<span>And what they fought each other for."<br/></span></div>
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<span>"It was the English," Kaspar cried,<br/></span>
<span class="i1">"Who put the French to rout;<br/></span>
<span>But what they fought each other for,<br/></span>
<span class="i1">I could not well make out;<br/></span>
<span>But everybody said," quoth he,<br/></span>
<span>"That 'twas a famous victory.<br/></span></div>
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<span>"My father lived at Blenheim then,<br/></span>
<span class="i1">Yon little stream hard by;<br/></span>
<span>They burnt his dwelling to the ground,<br/></span>
<span class="i1">And he was forced to fly;<br/></span>
<span>So with his wife and child he fled,<br/></span>
<span>Nor had he where to rest his head.<br/></span></div>
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<span>"They say it was a shocking sight<br/></span>
<span class="i1">After the field was won;<br/></span>
<span>For many thousand bodies here<br/></span>
<span class="i1">Lay rotting in the sun;<br/></span>
<span>But things like that, you know, must be<br/></span>
<span>After a famous victory.<br/></span></div>
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<span>"Great praise the Duke of Marlbro' won,<br/></span>
<span class="i1">And our good prince Eugene."<br/></span>
<span>"Why 'twas a very wicked thing!"<br/></span>
<span class="i1">Said little Wilhelmine.<br/></span>
<span>"Nay, nay, my little girl," quoth he,<br/></span>
<span>"It was a famous victory.<br/></span></div>
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<span>"And everybody praised the Duke<br/></span>
<span class="i1">Who this great fight did win."<br/></span>
<span>"But what good came of it at last?"<br/></span>
<span class="i1">Quoth little Peterkin.<br/></span>
<span>"Why, that I cannot tell," said he,<br/></span>
<span>"But 'twas a famous victory."<br/></span></div>
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<p class="citation"><span class="smcap">Southey</span></p>
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