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" But France would have suffer'd the while,
'Tis best that I suffer alone;
I go to my place of exile,
To write of the deeds we have done.

"Be true to the king that they give you.
We may not embrace ere we part;
But, General, reach me your hand,
And press me, I pray, to your heart.'

" He call'd for our battle standard;
One kiss to the eagle he gave.
' Dear eagle ! ' he said, 'may this kiss
Long sound in the hearts of the brave ! '

"'Twas thus that Napoleon left us;
Our people were weeping and mute,


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