Now through woods like serpents creeping,
Then on our prey like lions leaping,
Calvert to the onset leads us.
Let the weary traveler dread us.
Struck with terror and amaze;
While our swords in lightning pouring,
Thunder to our rifles roaring.
96. A bell.
| 97. | cbd | hours to go down. |
| dc+c | ||
| 2a | average rate of rowing. | |
| b | ||
| c+b | hours to go up. | |
| dc+c | ||
| cb | time up. | |
| c+d | ||
| db | time down. | |
| c+d | ||
| 2a | miles per hour. | |
| b |