Was ended, - now no other sound.
Then Minden all at once awoke,
And lo! above each crowded shore
Was seen an angry cloud of smoke,
Each echoed back an angry roar.
Silently the clouds of gray
At the dawning brighter grew;
While the night drifts rolled away,
Deeper grew the heaven's blue;
But the carnage of the fray
Dyed the field a crimson hue.
Minden slept, a troubled sleep,
And the river foamed along,
Tinged with scarlet rich and deep,
And no bird its early song
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