When Napoleon was flying ...

By Thomas Campbell

Song

When Napoleon was flying
From the field of Waterloo,
A British soldier dying
To his brother bade adieu!

And take, he said, this token
To the maid that owns my faith,
With the words that I have spoken
In affection's latest breath.

Sore mourn'd the brother's heart,
When the youth beside him fell;
But the trumpet warn'd to part,
And they took a sad farewell.

There was many a friend to lose him,
For that gallant soldier sigh'd;
But the maiden of his bosom
Wept when all their tears were dried.