The Poetical Works Of William H. C. Hosmer V2 - Occasional Poems, Historic Scenes, Martial Lyrics, Songs And Ballads, Funeral Echoes, Sonnets (1854) (Paperback)

Purchase of this book includes free trial access to www.million-books.com where you can read more than a million books for free. This is an OCR edition with typos. Excerpt from book: MARTIAL LYRICS, INSCRIBED TO MY KINSMAN, MAJOR WILLIAM R. ANDREWS. CAPTAIN MAY. An. "The Men of Ninety-Eight."] Loud plaudits for our bold Dragoon, The gallant Captain May The light of glory's dazzling noon Will gild his name for aye. Though fast and hot the hurtling shot Fell round his little band, He paled not, he quailed not, But drew his glittering brand. More lurid grew the battle-cloud, But not a horseman spurred; Their leader, on his charger proud, Sate waiting for the word; Though far around the trampled ground Was with the fallen strown, He paled not, he quailed not, As if his form was stone. The General galloped to his side, And issued order stern? " Now forward with your squadron ride, And deathless honor earn; That battery must taken be Ere Mexico is tamed"? He paled not, he quailed not, But?" Follow me"?exclaimed. There was a rush of men and steeds, Fierce struggling for renown, And hostile ranks, like shiver'd reeds, In that wild charge went down: Brave Vega yields, though many fields Had heard his warlike shout, And pale now, and quail now His thousands put to rout. Twine garlands for our Cavalier, The gallant Captain May A knight without reproach, or fear? A Bayard in the fray When flags that wave above the brave Are scorched by battle's breath, He pales not, he quails not, But fronts the face of death. On every breeze should grandly swell A Nation's funeral hymn For those, the staunch and true, who fell In that encounter grim: ? To grace the plain where they were slain Proud piles should tower on high: They paled not, they quailed not, But died as heroes die. A LAY OF BRITTANY. SUGGESTED BY HEADING MICIIELET's SPIRITED DESCRIPTION Of TH...