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SEBASTOPOL.

Blaze gun to gun along the roaring steep!
Ram home—ram home! Knee-deep in living mire,
Run like cold Demons thro' the Hell of fire,
And feed the gulphs of flame! We have burned Sleep
And Night! The useless Sun is in the Deep!
Fire on! This hour shall end them, son and sire!
Fire on! The scorching City is a heap!
The bastions reel, the toppling turrets leap!
Advance! The assault like to a sudden sea
Bursts in the thunder of one long wild wave.
Advance! The boiling waters rage and rave,
And the white foam flouts Heaven. High, higher! See
The drowning streets! High, higher! Who can save?
The flood—the flood! A Deluge and a Grave.