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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=529755" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Faithless Nelly Gray</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">A Pathetic Ballad</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Ben Battle was a soldier bold,<br>And used to war's alarms;<br>But a cannon-ball took off his legs,<br>So he laid down his arms.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Now as they bore him off the field,<br>Said he, 'Let others shoot;<br>For here I leave my second leg,<br>And the Forty-second Foot.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The army-surgeons made him limbs:<br>Said he, 'They're only pegs;<br>But there's as wooden members quite,<br>As represent my legs.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Now Ben he loved a pretty maid, --<br>Her name was Nelly Gray;<br>So he went to pay her his devours,<br>When he devoured his pay.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">But when he called on Nelly Gray,<br>She made him quite a scoff;<br>And when she saw his wooden legs,<br>Began to take them off.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'O Nelly Gray! O Nelly Gray!'<br>Is this your love so warm?<br>The love that loves a scarlet coat<br>Should be a little more uniform.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Said she, ' I loved a soldier once,<br>For he was blithe and brave;<br>But I will never have a man<br>With both legs in the grave</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'Before you had those timber toes<br>Your love I did allow;<br>But then, you know, you stand upon<br>Another footing now.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'O Nelly Gray! O Nelly Gray!<br>For all your jeering speeches,<br>At duty's call I left my legs<br>In Badajos's breaches.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'Why, then,' said she, 'you've lost the feet<br>Of legs in war's alarms,<br>And now you cannot wear your shoes<br>Upon your feats of arms!'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'O false and fickle Nelly Gray!<br>I know why you refuse:<br>Though I've no feet, some other man<br>Is standing in my shoes.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'I wish I ne'er had seen your face;<br>But, now, a long farewell!<br>For you will be my death' -- alas!<br>You will not be my Nell!'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Now when he went from Nelly Gray<br>His heart so heavy got,<br>And life was such a burden grown,<br>It made him take a knot.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">So round his melancholy neck<br>A rope he did intwine,<br>And, for his second time in life,<br>Enlisted in the Line.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">One end he tied around a beam,<br>And then removed his pegs;<br>And, as his legs were off -- of course<br>He soon was off his legs.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And there he hung till he was dead<br>As any nail in town;<br>For, though distress had cut him up,<br>It could not cut him down.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">A dozen men sat on his corpse,<br>To find out why he died, -- <br>And they buried Ben in four cross-roads<br>With a stake in his inside.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Thomas+Hood">Thomas Hood</a><div class=q>
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Ben Battle was a soldier bold,
And used to war's alarms;
But a cannon-ball took off his legs,
So he laid down his arms.

Now as they bore him off the field,
Said he, 'Let others shoot;
For here I leave my second leg,
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