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TO THE RESCUE!
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He has loaded with bullet and powder:
His footfall is noiseless as air:
But the Voices grow louder and louder,
And bellow, and bluster, and blare.
They bristle before him and after,
They flutter above and below,
Shrill shriekings of lubberly laughter,
Weird wailings of woe!
 
They echo without him, within him:
They thrill through his whiskers and beard:
Like a tectotum seeming to spin him,
With sneers never hitherto sneered.