KING CHRISTIAN stood beside the mast, In smoky night; His falchion fell like hammer fast, And brains and helms asunder brast; Then sunk each hostile hull and mast In smoky night; Fly, fly! they shriek'd -- what mortal man Can strive with Denmark's Christian In fight? Niels Juel raised a warrior cry, "Now, now's the day!" He hoisted up the red flag high, And dash'd amidst the enemy With blow on blow, and cry on cry, "Now, now's the day!" And still they shriek'd -- "Fly, Sweden, fly! When Juel comes, what strength shall try The fray?" * * * | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...AFTER THE PAPAGO by JAMES GALVIN INEVITABLY (2) by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON STUDY FOR A GEOGRAPHICAL TRAIL; 3. WASHINGTON, D.C. by CLARENCE MAJOR SPOON RIVER ANTHOLOGY: MRS. CHARLES BLISS by EDGAR LEE MASTERS |