Alexandria gazette & advertiser. [volume] (Alexandria [D.C.]) 1822-1824, 1823-02-11


OF right va, with them enrolled;
WAC thirteen fires to death decreed.
Your presents came, the gun, the sword,
The scalping knife our strength restored
Oar aid vsur warhke chiefs implsred
10 bid Coluu5ia's warriors bleed.
ssThen, from Oh r huts we rush'd abroad,
The whiteman's town was overawed,
The sclaps we're had. by force and fraud,
Andtaese Won bought-for these you paid.
For every scalp We, yelling, took
You gave us credit in your book;
Humanity our hearts forseok
And nature's laws were prostrate laid!
awe Joined the potent froqvoi,
We rushed to battle, man and squaw,
Not Christian blood escaped the nav
OF Christian men with Indian Joined.
Aad there met my fatal wound
A ride brought me to the groind-
now must go, . king renowned
To the land of shades, my joys to find i:
"But ere go-for go must,
And soon be min gled With the dust.
i'lltell the ev ent, and true, thrust,
OF this sad war, and ichat remains;
Your warlike hosts will melt away,
Our nations Will their lea5ne betray,
Your ships will burn OH every sea,
Your armies faint on Indian plains.
ssYour dag will from the mast be torn,
The lest of malice and OF scorn;
Your every hope will be forlorn,
Our hearts will sink to meet the foe.
n. L., hoefs xr,l d;p
On ;r,e's waves yonr squadrons fly,
The Ontar1on sea will not supply
One conquest, you are brought so low.
uOn southern plains yeur warriors fail
Where Jackson'j proves will prevail
IN vain you come. with oar and sail
All Mississippi to defy.
Your thousands there in vain unite:
In vain they form, in vain they fight.
The .nists of death, the gloems of night
Twelve them hall, they faint and die!
nFrom northern hills, the rugged waste,
I see the flower of thousands haste
what power has vet their vengeance faced
Those sons of valor, all in arms. !
They rush, indignant, tothe shore,
To conquer, or return no more,
To swell the food with British gore, :
Such spirits every bosom warns.
tsTouched with . madness, half divine,
They load the g, IN they. man the line
. chief of chiefs what fate is thine
NV dreams forbode 81 will not tell.
Or shall tell what forsee ".
On Packenhami-the DESTINY,
The doom the Gods prepare for thee,
Thy bold advances they repsll.
"KenAcky pours her legions down,
Wild Time see, with martial frown,
Drains forest, mountain, field and town
10 Join, where Jackson holds command.
Nor shall his zen eance be withstood
Nor unattended with a flood '.'
OF English and Creolian blood
To-de the saturated strand,
ssHeroes and chiefs he will entomb.
Nor shall yolr boldest powers presume
To pull one feather from his plume
i That waves above the brow Of mars.
O what Hame and what heat
And how the men and horses sweat,
Happy, thrice happy, to retreat,
Aud curse the white mans spangled stars.
sCocSburne, himself, they will pursue
He may in, ade, but no. subdue,
Add he may fall by Yankers too
That swear to aid the Orleans cause.
Who can oppose their ardent rage!
Who can with men Of fire engage
That now command the western stage
What deer resists the tigers claws!
..Yosr noblest chiefs will faint or fall,
The blast OF death pursucs them all
From rifle, sword, or cannon ball,
Who do not hast quick retreat.
Unless they quit the fatal spot
Where Fortunes smiles await them not
Where old renown will be forgot
In disappointment and defeat.
"The drum of death has beat to arms
The forests with its thousands, swarms,
The Event of battle has no charms
For some that in dreams behold.
In dreams, see them march away,
IN dreams, see the internal play,
Aud thor sand marching in array
Whom now you deem to England sold.
s.l now must die!'-Tecumseh said,
And &c the ground hsdropt his head
His kindred bore him to that he'd
From which Tecumseh cannot rise!
Death on his eyes hung heavy, cold
T'ecunIsea was to Britain sold
And now she owns, as we are told,
Al as predictions not Ices.
sSir Edward Psckenharn.