Dreary East Winds Howling O'Er Us; Clay-Lands Knee-Deep Spread Before Us; Mire And Ice And Snow And Sleet; Aching Backs And Frozen Feet; Knees Which Reel As Marches Quicken, Ranks Which Thin As Corpses Thicken; While With Carrion Birds We Eat, Calling Puddle-Water Sweet, As We Pledge The Health Of Our General, Who Fares As Rough As We: What Can Daunt Us, What Can Turn Us, Led To Death By Such As He? Eversley, 1848.