New-York daily tribune. [volume] (New-York [N.Y.]) 1842-1866, 1864-07-21

JUNE 10, 1864.
Our of Cherbourg harbor, one clear
Sunday morning, the cavalier
Csp.ain Semmes, with his cap a-cocS,
Sailed from the friendly Frechman's dock.
Gally along the Rebel came,
Under the flag of the cross of shame;
Knight of the handcuf and bloody lash,
He twisted the point of his red mustache,
AMI. swoIe, in English not over nice,
Tosink oar Yankee scum in trice
Or burn our ship, as the thing might be,
Where the eyes of Cherbourg all should see.
" Heigho-hO! YOU don't say so I"
Whispered his friend, little Jean Crapcau.
semmes has been wolf of the deer
For many a DAY to harmless Sheep.
Shios he scutted and robbed and burned.
watohes pilered and pockets turned;
And all his plumber, bonds, and gold,
He left for his Gallo friend 10 hold.
A little over prudent was be
For cavalier OF high degree;
AND Raphael Semmcs do Mt sound indeed,
A,ift came of the purple seed;
Bit all the blood nhis veins was blue,
Ard his olay was porcelain through and through
Heigh-hO! the Lord doth know
W., are but dirt and our blood g $3.50.
wlnt will the doughty Captain do
Wi th his British ship his British crew,
His ganners, trained in the Excellent
The guns his cousin Blakely sent.
His shot and she'll at Woolwich made,
What will he do with the whole PARADE
up To the top of his cliffs Crapeau
Had elsmAered to see the Sunday show;
And Ais brother Bull, in his fancy yacht,
Stood OF AID on toward the fated spot;
Aud eht aCross the bold Captains way
Tie Kearsarge steamed in her war array,
Heigh-how said Semmes, " Let's blow
"fhat craft to splintere before we co."
.Sennnes had heard, with his lip a-cur
In Cherboagg, that some Northern chur,
BadS,sd by gaIg Of oron-eaters,
Waited the noble neerO-beaters.
Shol -ISeepifg, psddng, vulgar knaves,
To s.ick the: leads into open graves!
as death s wounds. DDS bodkins! Hal Wat
then,
viii .hey dare 10 fight With geatlemen2
. had l my Lance aud shield and things,
With which tilted at phur Springsi
Or troop of horse marines OF course,
\ knight is nothing wilhoVt his horse
Hegh-ho tbisfeelned To show
Our heTos spirits were running low.
Straight out to sea the KesTsarge drew,
And semmes who followed ell that few,
Followed, perhaps By some mistake,
Close IN lis foemaE's ftothiIg wake.
But when three leagues were gained from shore,
Slowly and grizzly the Yankee wore;
And our starry ensign lesped above,
ROund which the wind, ike fUtering dove,
CoOed low, and the Sunshine Of Gods day
Like an open blessing on it lay;
So We felt orr friendless ship woul3 fight
Full under the great DispO-ers sight.
Heigh-hG, It's well 10 know
Semmes led the waltz and struck theaune
Shots at the sea and at the moon
The smashing, vastefGl cavalier,
Scattered around him far and near.
The saving Yankees SGuGndercd not
Al ounce Of powder or pound Of shot.
They held their peaee, It til the guns would tell,
Then out they bursf like the mouths Of he, l.
Terrible horrible how they tore
The Alabama, until the gore
From her bursting scuppers smoked and ST. canned,
The dying gToaned and the wounded scream ed
-'Heigh-hor said Semmes, "let's show
The Yankees the heels We boast OF so.'
Seven times in that deadly round
sped the ships TO the lannon's sound.
The vulture, through the smoke and din,
saw the eagles circles narrowing in;
And every time her pivot roared
The fatal bomb-Ghells came straight aboard. =
His helm was useless his engine failed
His powder was wet, bis BritOns quailed;
And in bis course, like warning hand, :.
stretched forth the flag of his outraged land
IN vain he hoisted his sails 70 fee;
for each foot he sailed his foe sailed three
IIeigh-hol Why here's blow"
Sid Semmes as he hauled his flag below.
Well was il for this cavalier
THAT brother Bull was lying near
His vessel with naughty curl
Turned Ip her nose, and IN the whiri =
OF the white sea, sterr-forcmOst, tore
As if in soorn Of the crew she bore.
Then the thrifty Brton launched his bOF,
80 pick up aught that might be afoat
And amongst other less precious spoil.
Wished swordless Semmes from his watery coil;
Hide me % the gallant cried in afiright
"Coyer me IN from the Yankee sight,"
Heigh-hol they laid BIN low,
With bit Of sail TO hide his woe.
Safely they bore the chief aboard
Leaving behind his fIrae and 7word;
And then the Deer. nd stOl, ssay
Lest Winslow's guns might have say
Landed Lin in Southampton town, ...t
Where heroes like him have had renown,
Ever since Lawrence, Perry, and Hull,
Took hold Of the horns of great John Bull.
Had been Winslow, | say 10 you,
AS Che sea is green, the SKY is blue,
Through the Deerhound IA have sent a shot,
And John might have liked the thing or not
Heigh-hOl come soon or slow,
In the end we are bound 10 have blow.
what said the Frenchman from his hill,