The Perrysburg journal. [volume] (Perrysburg, Ohio) 1853-1861, 1858-04-01
For the Journal.
THE MExICAN's SWORD.
BY CART. D. NJ. n'KtsLrY.

BY cArr D. N. MKiNLEY.
Kind friend. do with thanks accept your gift of gilt
tering steel,
And WILL until my latest BREATH this act Of kindness
feel;
To have served my country in her need surely was
Than my duty to the gallant dead who erst our eagles
bore.
This weapon, friend, I'll keep to teach my boys the
gallant strife,
I'll point them its FURNISHED blade and swear them
to be true
To the Constitution and its Flag--the Red. the White
and Blue.
Perhaps this sword in battle oft has flashed far in ad
As lsaped from out its scabbard to aid the murder
Gus lance;
And methinSs that of MrNNoN's men, stricken on
Gave up this quaint old weapon as he lay among the
slain
Or, it may be- when the legons Of ALvkRAz did meet
The famed dragons of HARVEY. amid the iron sleet
Which cleft the foe at Palma reapers cleavs the
That the owner of this trusty blade lay pale among
the slain,
All! yes, indeed foar it's true, you were flashing al
OF the brave PotOsi legion which at Buena Vista bled
Perhaps indeed you led the charge which slew our
Obi did you face BRACES battery, as 1t threw tho
grape that day.
Perhaps you shonc ut Vera Cruz in LIONS valiant
corps,
Who galIany defended the bright coors that they
bore;
And the shots OF HARNEys gallant men glanced swiftly
from your blade,
Till meath the sabros of the North your owner low
was laid.
Perhaps you drank the gushing blood of WALKER,
bravest man;
COrocan;
At Cerro Gordo you perhaps flashed in the thickcs
fight,
Contending with the gaHant SHIELDS till the shadows
of the night.
I've been thinking that the bmvest of vALENcINt
stalwart guard,
Up to the ht baptised you whom RILEY pressed yot
| hard;
On the twentieth day of August, when we silencet
| every gun,
Aud stormed the hill Contreras just at the rise of sun
Perhaps along the serred limo of SANTA ASNNs host
! Which fought at Churubusco until the field was lost
You cut some queer gyratons when flying from YOU
fate,
Before the gallant KEARNSr, quito through the Cit
| gate.
I've thought YOU gloatcd in the blood OF W ORTIZ
| division brave,
Who at the Casa Mata found an honorable grave:
Aud that RIAs and LANDERo, your heathen leader
| there,
Found with our gallant S.orr and WORTH they ueve
| could compare.
I've fancied that YOU bused for shame as your owne
| drew you out
To stab the noble wounded, on the field amid the rou
When SUMNER GRAHAM, COLONEL SCOTT and gallan
RILEY too,
With fiery M'oINvosH in front, Charged on you
quaking crew.
Were you aoursheda at ChapdltOpsc aud did you drinl
the blood
OF the gallant FIFTEENTH Regiment, and the NINrI
| as brave and good?
Were you with GENERAL BRAVO. when the Yankee
sealed the walls
And drove the pride of Mexico from MoSrEzuMAi
| Hals2
Perhaps you served your owner till at San Bella
| gate
Brave TWICE and QurTMAN pressed upon your cour
try its sad fate;
Or till CADwALLADER and WORTH called Cosme gat
,| their own,
Il And the stars and stripes of Uncle Sam were loa
Il ing DER your town.
Noble old Spanish claymorc! you've left your fate
Your proud HidalgO chisftans could not before l
Old Anahuac's sunny vale, and the Aztecs golde
town,
Threw the hateful. tattered banners of Santa Ann
down!
But I'll safely keep thee noble foe, and that 20
Play and slash with Yankee hearts roye in the
gore.
And you'll repent, and I'll forgive the many wronl
you've done,
While we number DER the battle fields that we ha,
lost and won.
To WILLIAM FunEy Esq, Perrysburg, O.
March %, 1858.