The Davenport gazette. [volume] (Davenport, Scott Co., Iowa) 1841-185?, 1848-01-06

he clang OF the trumpet, the clarion of war,
omb-shells are bursting and scattering death,
annons are belching their murderous breath,
sabrcs nrc cashing, brave soldiers are diving,
cath shots arc falling, and bullets are flying,
lorscs are dashing DER riders they bore,
with glory an hour before.
cart stirring strains Of our country will swell,
Iuiem of glory above those who fell.
ok on the bright side, il such there has been,
ell US what glory our army has seen.
When first the banks Of Rio Grnnic,
Were startled by our eagles flight,
When first the war cry on the strand,
Arose at dawn Of morning light,
Our country echo'd back the strain
Our eagles lut,er'd on the main,
Ger every State throughout the land,
They sweep to join, that gallant band.
Upon tho banks Of Rio Grandc,
In pnnoply Of pomp aud war,
The Acstcc multitude doth stand,
Their thrilling war cry floats aar.
Now charge upon the advancing foe,
Your war cry be the "ALANo,"
Their lines arc broke, they tail, and Weld,
And stars aud stripes, wave DER the field.
Next MONTERREY was storm'd and won,
Coluuibia's ilag doth proudly wave,
In spcndor in the noon day sun,
Der dome and tnrret, wall and nave,
Oar eagles crested banners broke,
Through walls oi fire, and clouds of smoke,
And still with pinions widely spread,
Our eagles hover over head.
Next in the ycnr just pnss'd away,
On WASHINGTON loved hour Of birth,
Meet place 10 celebrate the day,
With TAYLOR, MARSHALL, Wool and WORTH,
And thousands thai cannot name,
All heirs 10 never DYING iame,)
They met on BUESA VIsTA's field,
And made the proud Santa Anna yield.
"Thy praise by lofiicr harps than mine''
Has puss'd away DER crrih and sea,
How many fell al glor,'s shrine,
With gallant HARDIN and MckEE,
How many deeds Of alor done,
How many charges lost and won,
How Santa Anna turu'd and fed,
Aud left his dying and his dead.
CONNER by sen, and ScoTT by land,
Have given TAYLOR needed rest;
TWAS they tn assault, and capture p!ann'd,
And took the stronghold Of the west.
Uulloa's castle pass'd away,
To young and fair Columbia;
Ger VERA CRUz the starry flag,
Is waving free DER tower and crag.
Away to Moniczuma's balls,
The cry is onward, onward still,
Forward, to arms, your country calls,
Away, away, DER plain and hills.
But, halt! sec sc, On yonder height,
From CERRo Como flushing bright,
Tho serIicd hosts in fierce array,
To stay your chicltain's onward way?
Again tho wnr cry rcnds tho air,
Again the s,iled moan--thc Shrek
A.ain-thc mu,ter'd cnrsc-,he prayer
Aud dying mnrmur low aud meek,
And then the fierce accustonl'd shout,
The victory, the maddening route,
Aud with another setting sun,
Another battles lost and won.
On CERRo GoRDo's towering height,
Our couniry's flag in glory waves,
And marks tho spot OF deadly fight,
And tells our comrades glorious graves.
Again. on SAcRAMENTos field,
10 DoNAPmAS the Acstecs yield,
And DER Chihunhua's towers and fines,
The flag Of stars and stripes remains.
Onward, still onward, gallant ScoTr
Away 10 Montcznmas halls,
Battles Of which sc little wot,
Beacon We on, ssyonr country CALLS
And once again at CoNTRERAs,
Where flo on file dispute the pass,
Again our country's cnalc free,
Shrieks TO tho cries Of Victory.
Again on CnuRuBrsco's field
Their forces thrice out numbering ours.
Again they meet, and fight, md Weld,
And floats our flag from walls and towers.
in every portion Of the fight,
All now is wild md headIong flight,
And thus again at set Of sun,
Another battles lost and won.
CmArrLrEpE. Is storm'd and won,
MOLINE De REX is quickly ta'cn,
AID Gro the assault is well begun,