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" I see him as now, for a moment,
Away from his gaolers he broke;
And stood at the foot of the scaffold,
And linger'd, and fain would have spoke.
' Ho, drummer ! quick, silence yon Capet,'
Says Santerre, ' with a beat of your drum.
Lustily then did I tap it
And the son of Saint Louis was dumb."
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