The boy's book of battle-lyrics : $b a collection of verses illustrating some notable events in the history of the United States of America, from the colonial period to the outbreak of the sectional war — John Shaqi
The boy's book of battle-lyrics : $b a collection of verses illustrating some notable events in the history of the United States of America, from the colonial period to the outbreak of the sectional warEnglish, Thomas Dunn
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The boy's book of battle-lyrics : $b a collection of verses illustrating some notable events in the history of the United States of America, from the colonial period to the outbreak of the sectional war
English, Thomas Dunn
United States -- History -- Poetry
Yet not all escaped that day:
The _Actæon_ frigate lay
At the shoal whereon she grounded
Hours before;
And her vexed and angry crew,
As our shot at her we threw,
And her sides of oak we pounded,
Left the guns and took the oar.
We beheld them from the deck
Of her rent and tattered wreck,
Like the rats from garner burning,
Fastly flee;
Ah, no more before the gale
Will that gallant vessel sail;
Nevermore, the billows spurning,
Wave her white wings o’er the sea!
Ere they fled, with spiteful ire
They devoted her to fire,
With her red-cross ensign proudly
Floating free;
But we boarded with a crew,
Down the flying colors drew,
While our cheers rang long and loudly
To the fortress from the sea.
[Illustration: CHARLESTON IN 1780.]
Then her small-arms all we took,
And her bell and signal-book;
Fired her cannon thrice, in honor
Of the day;
Bore her colors ensign down,
In defiance of the crown;
And to heap more scorn upon her,
Jeering, trailed them o’er the bay.
Then we fired her as before,
And, exulting, from the shore
Saw the flaming serpents creeping
Up the shrouds;
Saw them dance upon the deck,
Saw them lick and gnaw the wreck,
Saw them to the mast-heads leaping
Through the rolling, smoking clouds.
Then, while gleamed the sparks like stars,
Snapped and fell the blazing spars,
While the fire was moaning dirges,
Came a roar;
Upward sprang a pillared flame,
And to fragments rent her frame,
With a shock that drove the surges,
White with terror, to the shore.
Time since then has travelled on:
Moultrie, Thomson, Jasper, gone!
Few survive who shared the glory
Of the scene;
But their names in light shall blaze
To the very latter days,
And our sons, in song and story,
Keep their memory ever green.
_A TURN OF THE TIDE._
[Illustration: TRENTON -1777-]
During the latter part of 1776, affairs looked gloomy for the new
Confederacy of the States. The affair at White Plains, the fall of
Fort Washington, and the evacuation of Fort Lee, followed by the
retreat across New Jersey, had reduced the forces of Washington
to less than three thousand men. The enemy occupied Newark, New
Brunswick, Princeton, Trenton, and Bordentown. They were thus
scattered in detachments on a long line. When Washington crossed
the river Delaware—which he did after securing every available boat
on the shore—his force had dwindled to twenty-two hundred men; and
this number was still further reduced by the expiration of the term
of enlistment of a large portion. Congress had fled to Baltimore,
and Cornwallis was about to seize Philadelphia.
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