The left hanging dead by the side. And the head
Thrown well back to give play to the chest-ee’s.)
“How did I lose my arm, sir?
Ah, that’s too long a story, I fear,
Though I don’t wish to brag, it was lost for the flag
Of the Queen—and for England so dear.
“It was lost, sir, upholding the honour
That means to an Englishman life.
In the thick of the battle, midst guns’ deathly rattle,
One last thought of home and of wife—”