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
There had been skirmishing on the 15th, but the rain prevented any
active movement. The next morning was clear and bright, and Stark
at once proceeded with his plan. It involved a simultaneous attack
of various parties on the intrenchments of the enemy, while the
main body under Stark drove the Tories upon the fortified Hessians,
and the latter out of their fortified hold. The battle lasted
two hours, and in spite of the obstinate bravery of Reidesel’s
dragoons, led by Baum in person, was won by the Americans. But as
soon as this was done, the undisciplined troops began to disperse
in search of plunder. Brayman came up with his fresh men, rallied
Baum’s flying troops, and renewed battle, with every prospect of
retrieving the fortunes of the day; but Colonel Warner’s small
force coming up and meeting the enemy, with the assistance of
the scattered forces Stark was enabled to bring into action, the
tide changed again. At sunset the victory was complete. The loss
of the Americans was less than two hundred killed and wounded;
of the British, in killed, wounded, and prisoners, nine hundred
and thirty-five. Among the spoils were four brass cannon, several
hundred stands of arms, two hundred and fifty dragoon swords, and
four ammunition wagons.
_THE BATTLE OF BENNINGTON._
I see that August morning now before me as I tell
The story of the stirring scenes which I remember well—
The battle-day of Bennington, and what thereon befell.
Yes! we were in the stubble where the hands had gone at dawn,
When, riding swiftly down the road, his dappled gray upon,
Whose flanks were marked with blood and foam, I saw my brother John.
His face was bright, his eyes alight, his bearing proud and high—
“Ho! whither do you speed so fast? Why do you hurry by,
While friends are eager for the news, John Manchester?” said I.
“To fight!” he cried; “who stays at home upon this August day,
Now Stark has come to Bennington, to lead us in the fray,
Where we may smite these Hessian wolves who babes and women slay?
Let baser men remain at toil, as such have done before,
Let women spin and children play before the farm-house door;
But till these knaves are driven hence I till the ground no more.
Come you and join me in the strife that Lexington began;
And as the foe comes down on us, and dares us man to man,
Let you and I acquit ourselves as stout Vermonters can.”
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