'As you phant'sy yourself a master of tactics, consider this whorish spectacle we have been witnessing.' Gomer waved at the demilune-work. Up on the parapet, Monmouth was planting the French and English flags anew, to the cheers of the spectators, who broke into a lusty chorus of 'Pikes on the Dikes' even as 'D'Artagnan' breathed his last. John Churchill carried him down the slope of the earthwork in his arms and laid him on a litter where his body was bedecked with flowers.