The sand of the desert is sodden red,— Red with the wreck of a square that broke;— The Gatling's jammed and the Colonel dead, And the regiment blind with dust and smoke.

That ye maye knowe..what masteryes they haue played.

When you said you looked a mess, I whispered underneath my breath But you heard it, darling, you look perfect tonight

yet I have found, that the dry salt, remaining in pipkins, being dissolved in a due proportion of water, would very considerably infrigidate it