StNicholas [serial] . atleast, I thought they were killed. Our ship was in a battered and sinking condition, butthe enemy was in a worse condition ; for, as far as we couldtell, every gun was dismounted. In five minutes the tor-pedo-boats surrendered. I was afterward promoted tothe rank of second lieutenant. This my day-dream. THE FLAMES BY FREDA M. HARRISON (AGE 15) (Gold Badge) Oh the candles flame burns bright! burns bright! But like star to sun is its feeble light, To the beacon fire on Senlac hill, That I saw years past, and my heart stood still, Turn my wheel, turn, in the gloaming. Oh t
StNicholas [serial] . atleast, I thought they were killed. Our ship was in a battered and sinking condition, butthe enemy was in a worse condition ; for, as far as we couldtell, every gun was dismounted. In five minutes the tor-pedo-boats surrendered. I was afterward promoted tothe rank of second lieutenant. This my day-dream. THE FLAMES BY FREDA M. HARRISON (AGE 15) (Gold Badge) Oh the candles flame burns bright! burns bright! But like star to sun is its feeble light, To the beacon fire on Senlac hill, That I saw years past, and my heart stood still, Turn my wheel, turn, in the gloaming. Oh the candles flame burns gold! burns gold!But like firefly to moon, with blue light cold,To the suns rays shining on burnished steel,âThe lance and helmet of Britons leal,Sing, my wheel, sing in the gloaming. Oh the candles flame burns low! burns low!But darker still were those days of woe,When slain, all slain, lay the bravest and best,And winds waild sobbing round Harolds rest,Silent, wheel, dumb, in the
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