Work faster, man, the order has come.
What order? Speak out. Are you dumb?
A chaise, without arms on the panels, at the gate
In the far side-wall, and just to wait.
We must be there in half an hour with swift cattle.
Youre a stupid fool if you dont hear that rattle.
Those are German guns. Cant you guess the rest?
Nantes, Rochefort, possibly Brest.
Tap! Tap! as though the hammers were mad.
Dang! Ding! Creak! The farriers
lad
Jerks the bellows till he cracks their bones,
And the stifled air hiccoughs and groans.
The Sergeant is lying on the floor
Stone dead, and his hat with the tricolore
Cockade has rolled off into the cinders. Victorine snorts
and lays back
her ears.
What glistens on the anvil? Sweat or tears?
V
St. Helena, May, 1821
Tap! Tap! Tap!
Through the white tropic night.
Tap! Tap!
Beat the hammers,
Unwearied, indefatigable.
They are hanging dull black cloth about the dead.
Lustreless black cloth
Which chokes the radiance of the moonlight
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