Poems [71]
curse seemed to rest upon the red-man. In every battle their forces were sadly cut up--the Americans attacking them most furiously whenever they could get an opportunity. The prophets of the Indians had strange auguries; they saw constantly in the clouds the form of the murdered white woman, invoking the blasts to overwhelm them, and direction all the power and fury of the Americans to exterminate every red-man of the forest who had committed the hateful deed of breaking his faith and staining the tomahawk with the blood of a woman, whose spirit still called for revenge. It was agreed among the Indians in a body to move silently away; and by morning's light not a red-man was to be found near the British troops. Captain Jones, too, was no more. In the battle he led on his men with that fearlessness and fury that distressed minds often do; but his men grew tired of following him in such perilous attacks, and began to fly. As he returned to rally them he received a ball in the back. Burning with shame, love, and frenzy, he tuned and threw himself on the bayonets of the enemy, and at once closed his agonies and expiated his political offence. He was laid by the side of her he had so ardently loved and deeply lamented."--Events of the Revolution.
The Dog Star Rages.
They're gone with my last shilling. (Page 88.) "This is a fact, and no poetic fable."--Byron
Florence's Saloon. (Page 88.) A much-frequented restaurant in Broadway.
Sunny-Side. (Page 88.) The country residence of Washington Irving.
The luxury of we. (Page 89.) W-H-O-A!
A wheel rigged for a tiller. (Page 90.) A peculiarity of Commodore Christopher B. Miller's yacht, "The Ultra."
Long live the valiant Mayor. (Page 91.) "If you want me," said His Honor, at the Astor-Place riots, on the evening of the 10th of May, 1849, "you will FIND ME--AT THE NEW-YORK HOTEL!"
The Prairie on Fire (page 131.)
This ballad is founded, in part, upon a thrilling story of the West, related by Mr. Cooper, the novelist.
The Sweep's Carol (page 146.)
Written to be sung in character, for the purpose of introducing the wild, peculiar, and well-known cry or carol of the sweeps of New York.
The Fallen Brave of Mexico (page 166.)
Written at the request of the Corporation of New York, for the funeral solemnities to Lieutenant-colonel Baxter, Captains Barclay and Pierson, and Lieutenants Chandler and Gallagher, of the New York Volunteers, who died upon the battle-fields of Mexico. Sung by the members of the New York Sacred Music Society, on Wednesday, the 12th day of July, 1848, in front of the City Hall.
The Champions of Liberty (page 169.)
Written, at the request of the Common Council of the city of New York, for the funeral solemnities in honor of the gallant and lamented Major-General Worth, Colonel Duncan, and Major Gates, late of the United States army. Sung by the Sacred Music Society in the balcony in front of City Hall, Thursday, November 15, 1849.
The Rock of the Pilgrims (page 182.)
"The Mayflower having arrived in the harbor from Cape Cod, Mary Chilton entered the first landing-boat, and, looking forward, exclaimed, 'I will be the first to step on that rock.' Accordingly, when the boat approached, Mary Chilton was permitted to be the first from that boat who appeared on the rock, and thus her claim was established."--Thacker's "History of Plymouth," p. 30.
The Soldier's Welcome Home (page 184.)
Sung at the New York Tabernacle, on the evening of April 18, 1849, by Mr. Nash, with a chorus of a thousand voices.
The Origin of Yankee Doodle (page 185.)
This jeau d'esprit was written for and sung by the Hutchinson Family.
New York in 1826 (page 189.)
This address, which has a local interest, is republished at the request of several of the author's friends--one of whom "desires to preserve it as one of the curiosities of rhyme;" and another "as a picture of New York, and its belongings, a quarter of a century ago."
Stanza I (page 189.) "S. W." are the initials of my much lamented
The Dog Star Rages.
They're gone with my last shilling. (Page 88.) "This is a fact, and no poetic fable."--Byron
Florence's Saloon. (Page 88.) A much-frequented restaurant in Broadway.
Sunny-Side. (Page 88.) The country residence of Washington Irving.
The luxury of we. (Page 89.) W-H-O-A!
A wheel rigged for a tiller. (Page 90.) A peculiarity of Commodore Christopher B. Miller's yacht, "The Ultra."
Long live the valiant Mayor. (Page 91.) "If you want me," said His Honor, at the Astor-Place riots, on the evening of the 10th of May, 1849, "you will FIND ME--AT THE NEW-YORK HOTEL!"
The Prairie on Fire (page 131.)
This ballad is founded, in part, upon a thrilling story of the West, related by Mr. Cooper, the novelist.
The Sweep's Carol (page 146.)
Written to be sung in character, for the purpose of introducing the wild, peculiar, and well-known cry or carol of the sweeps of New York.
The Fallen Brave of Mexico (page 166.)
Written at the request of the Corporation of New York, for the funeral solemnities to Lieutenant-colonel Baxter, Captains Barclay and Pierson, and Lieutenants Chandler and Gallagher, of the New York Volunteers, who died upon the battle-fields of Mexico. Sung by the members of the New York Sacred Music Society, on Wednesday, the 12th day of July, 1848, in front of the City Hall.
The Champions of Liberty (page 169.)
Written, at the request of the Common Council of the city of New York, for the funeral solemnities in honor of the gallant and lamented Major-General Worth, Colonel Duncan, and Major Gates, late of the United States army. Sung by the Sacred Music Society in the balcony in front of City Hall, Thursday, November 15, 1849.
The Rock of the Pilgrims (page 182.)
"The Mayflower having arrived in the harbor from Cape Cod, Mary Chilton entered the first landing-boat, and, looking forward, exclaimed, 'I will be the first to step on that rock.' Accordingly, when the boat approached, Mary Chilton was permitted to be the first from that boat who appeared on the rock, and thus her claim was established."--Thacker's "History of Plymouth," p. 30.
The Soldier's Welcome Home (page 184.)
Sung at the New York Tabernacle, on the evening of April 18, 1849, by Mr. Nash, with a chorus of a thousand voices.
The Origin of Yankee Doodle (page 185.)
This jeau d'esprit was written for and sung by the Hutchinson Family.
New York in 1826 (page 189.)
This address, which has a local interest, is republished at the request of several of the author's friends--one of whom "desires to preserve it as one of the curiosities of rhyme;" and another "as a picture of New York, and its belongings, a quarter of a century ago."
Stanza I (page 189.) "S. W." are the initials of my much lamented