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Cawnpore Sept 10/58
Oh! heard ye the warning that crept through the land
like the whispers of serpents 'twas stealthy and bland
Have you seen that strange figure pass silently by
As a portent of Heaven! inscribed on the sky?

Oh no! ye are wrapt in security's sleep
to Awaken from dreams, sorrows vigil to keep
For the heathen are saying Gods judgments are come
and the fale prophet's vengeance awaits you at home

Thn up Christians [] Your old foes in the field
Begird yourselves quickly with Sword hat and Shield
Soon your wives and sweet daughters beloved and fair
to kind heaven must look in their hour of despair

A season of darkness! dread trials on high
Dishonored and dead your dear innocents be
Your dons young and fearless by treachery taken
to the bugles reveille will never awaken

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