The New York herald. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1840-1920, 1846-06-17


aspiring poetical genuses of the United States
and her majesty's Colony of Canada, have had
their pens employed in throwing INTO rhyme
every thing connected with the war.
Some of the productions of these gentlemen,
bear the impress OF talent, and some are the We
riest doggrel we ever saw in print Those that
emanated from her majesty's subjects in Canada,
are marked with the slang, envy and malice, that
seems to characteristics the newspaper press of that
country, when abiding to the United States If all
were thrown into bag, well shaken, and then
taken out, the average would be neither COED MOI
bad, but something 'betwixt and between a sor,
of 6 fair mddlng," as the cotton broker would
say.
The best specimens that we have yet seen, are
furnished by one OF our subscribers, and an ex-
change paper. We insert them in to-day's pa
per as a specimen of our American war lyrics,
and as a model for her majesty's colonsts to copy
from. Here they are
Taylor on the Rio Grande.
TUNE" The Barking Barber"
| sing doleful tragedy
That late befel in Texas,
How the Mexicans crossed DER the line,
And terribly did vex us;
And folks wont soon forget them;
Their will was good Z invade our soil,
But Taylor wouldn't let them.
Tow row row.
Tol-de-ridy, rolderidy, tow row row.
Meja came from Mexico
Brimful of blood and thunder
And crossing DER to Taylor's camp,
Compelled him to knock under;
That sIhe would have crossed the stream
With bombs and balls and powder 0,
But the river was too wide to jump,
And here stood Rough and Ready,"O.
Tow row row. &c.
Ill.
Therefore Mejia staid at home,
And thence attacked our /" moraLs;"
Our men desert by regiments,
And officers they quarrel-eh1
That is-ttey would have run away,
And officers the race a. joined
But Anglo-Saxons cannot run
Not having thus been disciplined.
Tow row row, &c.
Next comes Ampudia, with his hosts
OF horses, men, and asses, o;
With these he breaks up Taylor's camp,
And drives him DER the Nueces U;
That s--he would have storm'd the fort,
And kck'd US out OF Texas, q,
But on our flag are stripes ana stars,
And ev'ry star protects us, O.
Tow row row, SC.
Then, last Of all, Arista comes,
And sad the tale it is to tell
And cut and run for Isabel;
The yellow bellies" starving were,
And victuals much they need them:
So Taylor ran to Isabel
To fetch supplies to feed them.
Tow row row, SC
vi.
Twas like the road we read about,
Jerusalem to Jericho,
The thieves do him both strip and kill,
And then they hold barbecue
That is-they would have plunderd him
mn Har nnrk nd haav vOuk
II they had been good managers,
Or cen ha' been good thieves, you know.
Tow row row, &c.
VII.
Now on the eighth and ninth Of May,
In eighteen hundred forty.sx,
Full three to one, they choose their ground
Quite to catch him in q fix;
Arista even cookd feast,
So was he Of victory,
Which he resolved to celebrate
With song and wine end revelry
Tow row row, &c.
VIII
On Taylor came and me. tho foe
All marshalld forth so pompousiy,
And there he's slain two thousand men,
All chaw'd up catawampously
That is-he would have sure been slain,
And MURDERED without quarter,
For caught he was, and by the foe,
But then they caught Terrier
Tow row row, &c.
And now the deeds of those two days
Were ended with that smoking feast !"
They all did dine, both friend end foe,
Arista too, the nobest guest;
That is-he might have dned and heard
Our Yankee doodle dandy O.,
But he had left the feast behind
And swan the Rio Grande o.
Tow row row, &c. T. ".