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“And in that hour thou’lt learn not e’en the great Usurper’s genius can avert his doom. His crown an instant he resigns to Fate, But with more fierce rebound new sway to assume. War-fires shall then the Belgian fields illume. ’Tis thine Napoléon’s self at Waterloo To crush for aye. Despite his cannon’s boom, Terrific rout and bondage he will rue. Soldier of Liberty, this task remains to do!”