. American war ballads and lyrics: a collection of the songs and ballads of the colonial wars, the revolution, the war of 1812-15, the war with Mexico, and the civil war . 147. MONTEREY,y Charles Fenxo Hoffman. w^:; ere not many—weho stoodBe fore the iron sleet that day:Yet many a gallant spirit wouldGive half his years if but he couldHave with us been at Monterev. Now here, now there, the shot it haild In deadly drifts of fiery spray,Yet not a single soldier quaildWhen wounded comrades round them waild Their dying shout at I50 /iRontere^ And on—still on our column kept Through wa
. American war ballads and lyrics: a collection of the songs and ballads of the colonial wars, the revolution, the war of 1812-15, the war with Mexico, and the civil war . 147. MONTEREY,y Charles Fenxo Hoffman. w^:; ere not many—weho stoodBe fore the iron sleet that day:Yet many a gallant spirit wouldGive half his years if but he couldHave with us been at Monterev. Now here, now there, the shot it haild In deadly drifts of fiery spray,Yet not a single soldier quaildWhen wounded comrades round them waild Their dying shout at I50 /iRontere^ And on—still on our column kept Through walls of flame its withering wayWhere fell the dead, the living stept,Still charging on the guns which sweptThe slippery streets of Monterey. The foe himself recoild aghast, When, striking where he strongest la}-,We swoopd his flanking batteries past,And braving full their murderous blast,Stormd home the towers of Monterey. Our banners on those turrets wave, And there our evening bugles play:Where orange-boughs above their graveKeep green the memory of the braveWho fought and fell at Monterey. We are not many—we who pressd Beside the brave who fell that day—But wh
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