The Sumter banner. [volume] (Sumterville, S.C.) 1846-1855, 1850-06-26
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From the South Carolina and Georgia
Almanac, for theyoar 1777, we extract the
following shor. poem son the defeat Of the,
British fleet at Sulivan's Island, June 25,
l776'' 81.
In Times Of Discord, War,ssand rude
Alarms,
When Danger calls the Youth from Books
to Arms;
Fair Science, timid Maid her head de.
clines, - H
And Genius, unirnprov'd by Art, repines;
The Muse, unwarlke, shuns the Steps of
Gore,
And flies indignant to some peaceful Shore.
Must CARoLINA's Sons be then forgot,
Who in their Country's Cause have nobly
fought!
Shall il be said, this new born World can
bring &
Heroes to act, and yet no Bards to sing!
Shall no, the Muse in pancgyrick Lay,
To Godlike Actions MI her Incense pay I!
Behold the British Navy, once renown'd
For rapid Conquest all the Globe around,
Whose Lightning's Flash, and Thundcr's
dreadful roar, 49,
Have oft astonish'd many an hostile Shore;
Advance exulting DER the foaming Main,
TO riyct CALLING Slay'ry's Iron Chain;
With sanguine Hopes to crush our little
Band,
BY savage Force and desoatc our Land -
Now, now is heard The horrid Din of Was!
Now, martial shouts and Drums resound
from far;
Ten thousand Deaths around our Heroes
fly,
Destructive Shells burst in the ambient
Sky; a. 1,
Loud ra,tling Cannons shake the trembling
Ground,
The distant Woods reverberate the Sound;
Tho livid Smoke in curling Spires asccnds,
And DER the 4darkcn'd Ocean wide cx-
tends it iz
While gushing Cataracts of purple Blood
Increase the Tide, and stain the limpid
Flood.
Hear, hear, ye Sons Of Sympathy, the
Groans
OF manglcd Soldiers, and their plau.rc
Means
Hear them of absent Wives and Friends
complain,
Never, alas, To be embraced again!
Midst ali this tumult, this Confusion dire,
When Earth, and Air, and Water seem'd
on Fire,
Undaun'cd. unappall'd our Warriors stand,
Their Country's Hopes, firm intrepid
hlouLrR,E, with calm deliberate Courage
best,
Inspires With Ardour, every gallant Breast;
Each man resolves TO vanquiah or TO bleed,
For FhEEpoM, FREEDOM is tho IIero's
Need.
Hail, smiling LIBERTY celestial Maid
At thy fair Shrine our ardent Vows are
paid;
Thy generous Sons sustained the dread
Attack,
And drove thy Foes, with dire Destruction,
back
The tall Palmetto, Native of our Coast,
More firm than solid Oak, Britannia's
Boast,
impervious to her stately Navy's Stroke,
2unmov'd, unllurt, rccciv'd the awful SHOCK,
+ The tow'ring Ships, proud Albion's Power
and Pride, ag e 81 t::
Re. i.es g 4 ..iisgraceful down the rolling Tide,
Fail'n, ahiairn from their once hanghty
May cv'ry Foo 10 Freedom meet such
Fa,e.
The bold Actmon dash'd on dangerous
Sands,
Bursts into Flames by her own Sailors
Hands
Aclacon linus, as anccn, Fables tell,
BY his own Hounds pursu'd, cxpir'd and
fell.
These gallant Actions OF our warlikc
Host,
Shall not, in dark Oblivion he lost
For theNmy STRAINS cannot extend their
Fame,
Their Country's Annals shall record each
Name;
Their future Offspring to remutcst Age
Shall read their actions in historick Page :;
Their Sons, in Freedom, shall their deeds
admire,
And each pa,take the Glory of his Sire.