First line: On a lone barren isle where the wild roaring billow. Assail the stern rock and the loud tempests rave the hero lies still, while the dew drooping willow like fond weeping mourners leaned over the grave.
Contains three verses .
Hand written pagination from p. 310-315.
On cover: "He sleeps his last sleep, he has fought his last battle, no sound can awake him to glory again."