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Lies home beneath a sickly sun, / Where humbleness was taught me? / Or here, where spurs my father won / On bended knee are brought me?
HE landed, together with about a dozen other newly gazetted subalterns and civil officers, cramped, storm-tossed, snubbed, and then disgorged from a sailing-ship into a port that made no secret of its absolute contempt for new arrivals.