Constant to none, yet a favourite with all.
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What though you tell me the jacket of scarlet
Is forwarder seen when the battle’s begun?
Yet the Rifleman sure you ought never to snarl at,
For he’ll safely return when the battle is done.
Others in conflict, while fighting may fall at
The stroke of a sabre, or shot of a gun,
But the Rifleman laughs at the jacket of scarlet,
Perch’d in a tree till the battle is done.