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The Angel Parade
(25 September 1793 – 16 May 1835 / Liverpool, England)

The Angel Parade

Poem By Harold R Hunt Sr

The boy stood on the burning deck
Whence all but he had fled;
The flame that lit the battle's wreck
Shone round him o'er the dead.
Yet beautiful and bright he stood,
As born to rule the storm;
A creature of heroic blood,
A proud, though childlike form.

The flames roll'd on...he would not go
Without his father's word;
That father, faint in death below,
His voice no longer heard.

He call'd aloud..."Say, father,say
If yet my task is done!"
He knew not that the chieftain lay
Unconscious of his son.

"Speak, father!" once again he cried
"If I may yet be gone!"
And but the booming shots replied,
And fast the flames roll'd on.

Upon his brow he felt their breath,
And in his waving hair,
And looked from that lone post of death,
In still yet brave despair;

And shouted but one more aloud,
"My father, must I stay?"
While o'er him fast, through sail and shroud
The wreathing fires made way,

They wrapt the ship in splendour wild,
They caught the flag on high,
And stream'd above the gallant child,
Like banners in the sky.

There came a burst of thunder sound...
The boy-oh! where was he?
Ask of the winds that far around
With fragments strewed the sea.

With mast, and helm, and pennon fair,
That well had borne their part;
But the noblest thing which perished there
Was that young faithful heart.

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Comments (17)

I love it I wish it had more impression
it is a very goog poem good poem
Add a comment.good to learn the bravery and firmness of character of a teenage boy.
I first read thispoem when I was 7 and my main response was " for heaven's sake, JUMP" . Half a century later, while I realise that the poem is meant to celebrate the child's fidelity to his father's command, I still have a similar reaction with, in addition, anger that a father should demand such obedience without teaching him that sometimes you don't wait for permission. Sometimes it's just not possible to see bravery in stupidity.
This version contains the usual error, it should be: 'And" —but the booming shots replied, ' His cries are thus dramatically interrupted. Hemans would never write 'And but', which makes no sense.