And flung them upon that bridge once more.
Again at the rocking planks they dashed;
And four dropped dead; and two remained:
The huge beams groaned, and the arch down
crashed;—
Two stalwart swimmers the margin gained.
St Ruth in his stirrups stood up, and cried,
"I have seen no deed like that in France!"
With a toss of his head Sarsfield replied,
"They had luck, the dogs!'Twas a merry