The national whig. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1847-1847, 1847-05-12

The Yankee word was Oatoard, no :"
In their march to the Rio Grande.
g Resaca" next-Aristd thought,
Would biing our Yankee schemes 10 nought,
And that to-" halt" we should be taught,
In our march to the Rio Grands.
But forward dashed the gallant May,
The hero Of that bloody day,
And, sword in hand, he cleared the way,
In the march to the Rio Grande.
The Bravo's" rushing stream is passed,
And Ma'amoras" hears the blast
OF Yankee bugles, fearless cast,
On the banks of the Rio Grande.
Our noble Eagle plumes his wing,
The stripes and stars" their radiance fling,
While songs ofhome our warriors sing,
On the banks of the Rio Grande.
But soon "Old Zlch" gets tired Of fun,
And thinks before the game is done,
As far's z Camargo" he will run
On the banks OF the klo Uranue.
To " boot and saddle" is the cry.
The trumpets sound shnll good bye,
And, blythe the lads still further HE,
On the banks Of the Rio Grande.
"Ampudia's" host, at I" Monterey"
Was lodged secure, nor dreamed of fray
They deemed the Yankees far away,
On the banks of the Rio Rrande.
But burly . Zach"-our country's pride,
For mountain air impatient sighed,
And thought his men could ne'er abide,
On the banks Of the Rio Grande.
So of he sets, with his merry men,
To beard "Ampudia" in his den,
Nor cares how soon he see agen
The banks Of the Rio Grande-
Ger hill and dale he fearless goes
Through stranger lands, beset by foes,
Where peak on peak its shadow throws,
Ger the banks Of the Rio Grande.
The gallant Worth is at his side.
And many sunburnt warrior, tried; s
Walker and Hays, in all their pride,
Far away from the Rio Grande.
And now the wished for goals. in sight,
Where foemen bold, in Aztec might,
Their challenge sound from height to height, ;
Far away from the Rio Grande.
The 'larum peal is heard on high,
The shells boom, bursting through the sky,
And struggling warriors, fearless, die,
Far away from the Rio Grande.
The death charged lannon's ceaseless roar,
While, poised aloft, the vultures soar,
And scream above their feast Of gore,
Far away from the Rio Grande.
AT length, the soldiers task is done,
The heights Of Monterey" are won,
Our "stars" are glancing in the sun,
As, Of late, on the Rio Grande.
"Ampudias" hosts all vanquished now,
Before their gallant virtor bow,
And Mercy's smile lights 7aylr's bro,o,
Far away from the Rio Grands.
But bark again the trumpets sound.
Swift to their seats the warriors bound,
And neighng coursers paw the ground.
AS they march from the Rio Grande.
To proud Saltillo's towers they go,
To seek and crush mighter foe,
And brighter glories yet to know,
In :heir march from the Rio Grande.
And now, Buena vista's" field,
Has seen the bold usurper yield,
And heard the shout OF vicsry, pealed,
Der the bills of the Rio Grande.
Bragg grippe SAINT. Annals pride has crushed,
And Washing,on's brave lads have hushed,
The host that on Old Zach" had rushed
On his march from the Rio Grande
Then let our proud rejoicings rise
And let Hozannas rend the skies,
For Zach" and those who won the prize,
In the march to the Rio Grande.
But ah /! full many all eye shall weep,
When evening shades around us creep,
For gallant friends who mould'ring sleep,
In the land of the Rio Grande.
Washington, May IL, ls47.
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pronounced Reeo Gran-day.
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