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I'll seek thee through the wide, wide earth,
From shore to shore, from dell to dell,
And force thee that same oath to tell !
Bear me, O War ! upon thy wing,
Till me to Axel's land thou bring !"
Thus spoke the maid ; so said, so done !
Resolve and action are but one
With woman. Lo ! the change complete !
The helmet hides her locks of jet,
Strong buff her bosom's wealth enfolds,
Powder and ball her knapsack holds,
And o'er her shoulders white and fine,
Death's engine hangs, a carabine.
From girdle like fair Dian's zone,
Pendent a flashing sabre shone,
And round her lips she drew a shade,
Of downy beard that semblance made,
And much it seemed as one should choose
With dusky crape to wreathe a rose.
