Love and Glory YOUNG Henry was as brave a youth As ever grac'd a martial story; And Jane was fair as lovely truth: She sigh'd for love, and he for glory. With her his faith he meant to plight, And told her many a gallant story; Till war, their honest joys to blight, Call'd him away from love to glory. Brave Henry met the foe with pride; Jane follow'd, fought—ah! hapless story! In man's attire, by Henry's side, She died for love, and he for glory. |
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