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A Night In The North
Have you ever spent a night in the North 'neath the
limbs of the sheltering pines,
When the silence stabs at your pounding heart and the
sounds play tricks with your mind?
Have you watched the shadows steal through the woods
fusing darkness to the ground?
Have you jumped at the snap of a breaking limb wondering
what had caused the sound?
Have you ever seen a friendly moon dip its fingers
in a stream
And dye the sparkling waters with its golden-yellow
Have you ever gazed at a billion stars in a sea of
Their Finest Hour
(A tribute to the men who fought for the British in the Battle of Lake Erie, September 10,1813)
Drums beat a dirge on the border.
Sails swell like shrouds for the dead.
Warships move out for a battle
On a lake that will soon turn blood red.
Make haste, for the Yankees are pressing!