KING CHRISTIAN stood beside the mast, In smoky night; His falchion fell like hammer fast, And brains and helms asunder brast; Then sunk each hostile hull and mast In smoky night; Fly, fly! they shriek'd -- what mortal man Can strive with Denmark's Christian In fight? Niels Juel raised a warrior cry, "Now, now's the day!" He hoisted up the red flag high, And dash'd amidst the enemy With blow on blow, and cry on cry, "Now, now's the day!" And still they shriek'd -- "Fly, Sweden, fly! When Juel comes, what strength shall try The fray?" * * * | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...VASHTI by FRANCES ELLEN WATKINS HARPER RIDDLE: A CANDLE by MOTHER GOOSE HASSAN'S MUSIC by THOMAS BAILEY ALDRICH JUDITH by THOMAS BAILEY ALDRICH A DAY OF DAYS by WILLIAM ALLINGHAM |