Faint, her voice forbore to say
How Macara dared to die.
“Be it, then, to friendship giv’n
Such a warrior’s name to save,
While ’tis borne on breeze of heav’n
That he found a soldier’s grave.
“By unequal hosts oppos’d,
Still he proved his valour true;
For his bright career was clos’d
On the plains of Waterloo!”