Wrote that a circumstance delayed
His marriage rite and revelry.
Then shook small Thiers with terror riven;
Then stormed Bedeau, while gaol-ward driven;
And, swearing (not alone by Heaven),
Was seized, bold Lamoricière.
But louder rose the voice of woe,
When soldiers sacked each cit’s depôt,
And tearing down a helpless foe,
Flashed Magnan’s red artillery.