The Democratic pioneer. [volume] (Upper Sandusky, Ohio) 1845-1853, 1847-06-04
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Buena Vista.

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Mays squadron, covered itself with glory at
Buena Vista, no sooner rubbed the dust Of
that terrible battle out Of his eyes, than he sat
down and wrote the following grlorious poe
teal description of it. We will defy an
Americans to read this poem without emotion.
That must be cold blood, indeed, does not
thrill in the contemplation of such picture
From the Rio Grande's waters to the icy lakes
of Maine,
Let all exult! for we have met the enemy
again
Beneath their stern old mountains, we have
met them in their pride, .
And rolled from Buena Vista back the battles
bloody tide.
When the enemy came surging, like the MIS-
sissippi's food; .
And the Reaper, Death, was busy, withshis
sickle red with blood. >, ...S.
SANTA ANNA boasted loudly, that before two
hours were past, 3r- !.
His Lancers through Saltillo should pursue
us thick and fast:
On came his solid infantry, line marching after
line;
Lo their great standards in the sun like sheets
of silver shine!
With thousands, upon thousands, yea, with
more than four to one,
A forest of bright bayonets CLEANS fercely, IN
the sum-
Lo! Guanajutuato's Regiment 10! Puebla's
boasted corps!-
And Guadalajara chosen troop!-all veterans
tried before!
And galloping upon the right, four thousand
lances CLEAN,
Where, waving inthe morning light their
booded pennons stream:
And there, his stern artillery climbs up the
broad patea au--. 4,sss
To-day he means to strike at us an overwhelm-
ing Blow 4
Now holdon strongly to the heights! for; 10.
the mighty tide
Comes laundering lasa ,an avalanche, deep,
terrible and wide. - We
Nor, Illinois. stand ready--Now- Kentucky,
to their aid!
For portion of our line, alas is broken and
dsmayed:
A regiment Of fugitivos is feeing from the
field,
And the day is lost if Illinois and brave Ken
lucky yield.
One of 'BRlES's guns is gone!-on, on, their
masses drift,
And their Infantry and Lancers now are pass
ing round our left
Our troops are driven from the hills, and fee
in wild dismay,
And round US gathers thick and dark, the
Mexican arms.
Santa Anna thinks the day is ganed;- and
riding yet more near,
MINNoN's dark cloud of fLancers sternly men,
aces our rear.
Now LINCOLN, gallant gentleman! lies dead
upon the field,
Who strove to stay those men that in the storm
of bullets reeled.
Now, WASHINGTON! fire fast and true!--Fire,
SHERMAN! fast and far!
Lo! BRAGG comes laundering to the front, to
breast the adverse war!
Santa Anna thinks the day is gained-on, on,
his masses crowd,
And the roar of battle rises up more terrible
and loud.
Not yet!--our brave old General comes to re-
gain the day,
Kentucky, to the rescue?--Mississippi to the
fray!
Now charge, brave Illinoisan! Gallant Davis
drives the foe,
Lancers flow.
Upon them yet once more, my braves! The
avalanche is stayed;
Back rolls the Mexique multitude, all broken
and dismayed,
Ho! MAY!--to Buena Vista! for the enemy
are near
And we have none there who can stop their
vehement career:
Still swelling, downward comes the tide; PoR-
TER and YELL are slain!
MARSHALL before him drives part; but still
they charge in vain;-
And now in wild confusion mixed, pursuers
and pursued,
On to Saltillo wildly drifts frantic multi
tude.
Upon them with your Squadrons, May!-out
leaps the flaming steel!
Before his serried column, how the frightened
Lancers reel!
They flee amain! Now to the left, to stay their
triumph there,
Or else the day is surely lost in horror and
despair: