FARE thee well, Gabrielle! Whilst I join France, With bright cuirass and lance! Trumpets swell, Gabrielle! War horses prance, And Cavaliers advance! In the night, Ere the fight, In the night, I'll think of thee! And in pray'r, Lady fair, In @3thy@1 pray'r, Then think of me! Death may knell, Gabrielle! Where my plumes dance, By arquebuss or lance! Then farewell, Gabrielle! Take my last glance! Fair Miracle of France! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...EVENING (1) by EMILY DICKINSON HYSTERIA by THOMAS STEARNS ELIOT WYNKEN, BLYNKEN AND NOD by EUGENE FIELD THE COW IN APPLE TIME by ROBERT FROST IN HARBOR by PAUL HAMILTON HAYNE THE SLAVE SINGING AT MIDNIGHT by HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW TO A LADY: SHE REFUSING TO CONTINUE A DISPUTE WITH ME by MATTHEW PRIOR |