Explore "Death Grimly Sided with the Foe" by Robert Louis Stevenson on Textopian. Read with annotations and highlights.
And smote each leaden hero low.
Proudly they perished one by one: / The dread Pea-cannon's work was done / O not for them the tears we shed, / Consigned to their congenial lead; / But while unmoved their sleep they take, / We mourn for their dear Captain's sake, / For their dear Captain, who shall smart / Both in his pocket and his heart, / Who saw his heroes shed their gore / And lacked a shilling to buy more!