Songs, Odes, and Other Poems, on National Subjects: Naval

Wm. McCarty, 1842

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第 155 頁 - Ay, tear her tattered ensign down ! Long has it waved on high, And many an eye has danced to see That banner in the sky; Beneath it rung the battle shout, And burst the cannon's roar; — The meteor of the ocean air Shall sweep the clouds no more. Her deck, once red with heroes...
第 156 頁 - ... blood, Where knelt the vanquished foe, When winds were hurrying o'er the flood And waves were white below, No more shall feel the victor's tread, Or know the conquered knee; — The harpies of the shore shall pluck The eagle of the sea!
第 26 頁 - Covered o'er his decks with dead. When from their tops their dead men tumbled, ^ And the streams of blood did flow, Then their proudest hopes were humbled By their brave inferior foe. All aghast, and all confounded, They beheld their champions fall, And their captain, sorely wounded, Bade them quick for quarters call.
第 37 頁 - Words of warning, words of dread, All, who meet me, have a care ! I am England's Guerriere.* On the wide, Atlantic deep (Not her equal for the fight) The Constitution, on her way, Chanced to meet these men of might : On her sails was nothing said, But her waist the teeth displayed That a deal of blood could shed, Which, if she would venture near, Would stain the decks of the Guerriere.
第 15 頁 - And now their native coasts appear, Britannia's hills their summits rear Above the German main ; Fond to suppose their dangers o'er, "> They southward coast along the shore, Thy waters, gentle Thames, to gain. Full forty guns Seraphis bore, And...
第 16 頁 - Now Phoebus sought his pearly bed : But who can tell the scenes of dread, The horrors of that fatal night ! Close up these floating castles came : The Good Man Richard bursts in flame : Serapis trembled at the sight.
第 251 頁 - Till British pride and glory No longer dared to stay, But cut the Yankee grapplings, And quickly bore away. Our case was not so desperate As plainly might appear ; Yet sudden death did enter On board our privateer. Mahoney, Crew, and Clemmons, The valiant and the brave, Fell glorious in the contest, And met a watery grave. Ten other men were wounded Among our warlike crew, With them our noble captain, To whom all praise is due; To him and all our officers Let's give a hearty cheer; Success to fair...
第 15 頁 - With him advanc'd the Countess bold, Like a black tar in wars grown old; And now these floating piles drew nigh ; But, muse, unfold what chief of fame In th
第 24 頁 - We shall capture half their fleet. " Lo ! I see their van appearing — Back our topsails to the mast : They toward us full are steering With a gentle western blast.
第 259 頁 - Cape Cod, our dearest native land, We leave astern, and lose Its sinking cliffs and lessening sands, While Zephyr gently blows. Bold, hardy men, with blooming age, Our sandy shores produce ; With monstrous fish they dare engage, And dangerous callings choose. Now towards the early dawning east We speed our course away, With eager minds and joyful hearts To meet the rising day.