26. the Yankee tars at New-Orleans.
Come all ye loyal mariners that battle wind and wave,Who guard the sacred honor of our glorious Stripes and Stars,
Give three time three with loud huzzas for the bravest of the brave--
For Porter, Boggs, and Farragut, and our gallant Yankee tars!
The forts belched forth their thunder, but we gave them gun for gun,
As the morning light was breaking in the eastward, dusk and dim:
On that day of fierce endeavor, ere the rising of the sun,
The rebel fleet defiant stood, all iron-ribbed and grim.
With courage in each sailor-breast, we vowed that awful morn,
Before another sunset we would trail the traitor flag--
We would pay the cursed secession crew for all their taunt and scorn,
And meet with Northern valor their Southern boast and brag.
Through “Turtles,” “Rams,” and fire-ships, through plunging shot and shell,
We fought their fleets and forts till the gallant work was done;
With broadside upon broadside our sailors answered well,
Till all their ships lay fired or sunk, and silenced every gun.
Long live brave Boggs, our captain, and let it aye be told
How he fought the staunch Varuna, and won a high renown;
How he sunk six rebel ships, and, with colors still unrolled,
At his masthead proudly floating, his conquering ship went down!
Then three times three, with loud huzzas, for the Union and the laws!
Let victory crown with peace and power our country in her wars;
And if danger ever threaten, may her just and righteous cause
Still find its best defenders in our gallant Yankee tars!
