. 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 . t roarsOr Erie laves our Northern shores, Great Brown, thy fame shall rise ;Outnumberd by a veteran hostOf conquering heroes, Britains boast— Conquest was there thy prize. At Plattsburg, see the Spartan band,Where gallant Macomb held command, The unequal host oppose ;Provost confounded, vanquished that numbers wont suffice Where Freemen are the foes. Our songs to noblest strains we 11 raiseWhile we attempt th
. 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 . t roarsOr Erie laves our Northern shores, Great Brown, thy fame shall rise ;Outnumberd by a veteran hostOf conquering heroes, Britains boast— Conquest was there thy prize. At Plattsburg, see the Spartan band,Where gallant Macomb held command, The unequal host oppose ;Provost confounded, vanquished that numbers wont suffice Where Freemen are the foes. Our songs to noblest strains we 11 raiseWhile we attempt thy matchless praise, Carolinas godlike son ;While Mississippi rolls his flood,Or Freemens hearts move patriots blood, The palm shall be thine own. At Orleans—lo ! a savage countless numbers gain the strand, Beauty and spoil the word— Sea anO %an^ Viciovice 143 There Jackson with his fearless few, The invincibles by thousands slew, And dire destruction poured. O Britain ! when the tale is toldOf Jacksons deeds by fame enrolled. Should grief and madness rise,Remember God, the avenger, witnessed Havres smoking plains, And Hamptons female OLD IRONSIDES. By OIvIVER ; [This poem was inspired by the announcement thatthe frigate Constitution was to be dismantled. Thoughwritten later it belongs among the poems of the War of1812, as the Constitutions fame was won in that war.—Editor.] AY, tear her tattered ensign down !Long has it waved on high,And many an eye has dimmed to see That banner in the sky ;Beneath it rung the battle shout, And burst the cannons roar ;—The meteor of the ocean air Shall sweep the clouds no more. Her deck, once red with heroes blood,Where knelt the vanquished foe, When winds were hurrying oer the waves were white below,144 010 irron6l&e0 t45 No more shall feel the victors tread,Or know the conquered knee ;— The harpies of the shore shall pluckThe easrle of the sea !
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