Vermont phÅ“nix. [volume] (Brattleboro, Vt.) 1834-1955, 1847-06-10


ietierwrter Mexico state. the terrible fight Of
Buena VISTA Mexican lowering near the FIELD
Of DEATH for the purpose giving aid the wounded
One found surrounded by the mamed and su
feng Of both armies minssrng the wants Of Americans
well as Msrieans with impartial tenderness
Speak and tell u.s. ximens looking northward away
Der the camp Of the invaders, Ger the Mexican array,
Look abroad end tell sister, whittier rolls the storm we hear
Down the hills Of Angosurs sll tho of battle rolIs
Blood is flowing dying; God have mercy on their
who is losnsf who is winning Over hill and over plain
but the smoke of coudng through the mountain
rain"
Holy Mother keep our bro,heu Look ximsns, look
Sill see the fearful whrwnd rolling dlrky as before
Bearing in strange confusion friend aud seman foot and
horse,
Like wild troubled sweeping down its
tain course"
Look forth once more xmena "Ah the smoke has rolled
Hak that sudden blast Of boge, there the troop Of Muop
Their. the Northern horses thunder with the cannon a, their
heels"
aJesu pity how thckens! and advanced
Right agans the b,ng hvers Puebss charging lance
Down they the brave young rde horse and foo, together
Like plowhare its ALLOW through them Pows the North
ern ball"
Speak xi%en speak and tell u.s. who has lost and who has
"Alasi know not, ificnd and Toe together 1l,
Der the dying rush the living; pray my sisters Tor them all
"Loi the wind the smoke is lining Blessed Mother my
braini
wounded crawling slowly heaps of slain
Now they .iagser blind and bleedng now they fall and strive
H.,en sisters them they die before
"oh my heart. love Oh my dear lay Thy poor head
my knee;
Do'' thou know the ' that kiss thee c'n' thou hear me
Oh my husband brave and gentle Oh my Berna look
On the blessed Gross before ihee Mercy mercy all oe
Dry thy my ximens, lay Thy dear down rest
Lei his hands be meeky folded lay the cos, upon his breast
Let bis drge be hereafter and his funeral sad
To-day, thou poor bereaved one the living ask Thy aid
Close beside her family moaning fair and young soldier lay
Torn with shot ard pierced with ianees bleeding slowly s
Bot. as teadsry before him the lorn xmena knel,,
She saw the Northern eagle shining his pisiolbelt
wiz as she she sPs SDo s ssd
But she heard the yeus low moaning and his struggling breath
And .hs raised the cooling parchns lips again
Whispered low the dying soldier pressed her hand and fsn
Wa. that plying face his mo,hs.i did she watch beside he
All hi. stranger word. with meaning her son wOman heart sup
With her Ii, upon his forehead Mo,hsrD murmured be-
died
"a bitter curse upon them poor boy who led thee forth,
From Norm sS%s se'u' '''s''a ~''ne weeping ''ns' ~
spaLs the mOurndI Msaie woman, she laid him with he
And sooe the living and bind up the wounds whie
bed.
Look forth once more Xmena Le cloud before the win
Rolls the battle down the mountains leaving blood and dealt
behind;
All they plead in vain for mercy; in the dust the wounds
strive
Hide your faces holy angels Oh thou Christ Of God forgive
Sink oh Night among Thy mountains let the cool gray shadow
fai
Dying brothers, fighting demonsdop thy curtain all
Through the thckenng winter twilight wide apart the bait,
rolled,
sheath the sabre rested and the lannon's lips colo
But the noble Mexc sill their holy task pursued,
Through that long dark night Of and faint an
| lacking food
Over weak suffering brothers with tender they hung
the dying oemen blessed them In strange and Norther
tongue.
Not YET wholly lost oh Father this evil world of ousj
Upward through its blood and ashes spring aieah the Eide
| flowers;
From is smoking hel Of battle and Pity send
And thy glorious angels hover dimly in ar