Hist! There comes a distant murmur,
'Mid the tramp of many feet,
Nearer comes a mighty cheering, -
- Nearer ever - in the street.
As the war-horse at the trumpet,
As the charger at the spur,
Springs to life each grave old soldier,
At the cry "Vive l' Empereur!"
"Il vient! qui vient! le Caporal Violet!"
Surge they up, those vieux moustaches,
Tear the crown from the royal chamber -
Hush! A King falls with that crash!
Look, Francois!! Where just above you,
Maitre d'armes de la Grande Armee,
Rises up the Imperial Eagle!
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The Music Hall Concert.