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KANSAS. 
Then rapid was their stroke, 
And through the lines they broke. 
And Lawrence plundered ; 
Then the ruffians scampered back, 
All the Eight Hundred ! 
IV. 
No cannon to right of them. 
No cannon to left of them, 
No cannon behind them 
Volleyed and thundered ! 
Stormed at by shot nor shell. 
They, that had robbed so well 
Kan, their exploits to tell, 
Back to their dens again, 
Back to their border-hell, 
The whole black horde of them, 
All the Eight Hundred ! 
y. 
Honor the brave and bold ! 
Long shall the tale be told, 
Yea, when our babes are old, 
How bravely they plundered ! 
Pennyson. 
