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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 deffire-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, w
Rebellion Record: a Diary of American Events: Poetry and Incidents., Volume 5. (ed. Frank Moore), Traitorous and incendiary Legends. (search)
t to risk the fate of the South upon such an encounter in an open field. an incident of the battle of the forts.--Capt. Boggs, of the Varuna, tells a story of a brave boy who was on board his vessel during the bombardment of the forts on the Mi broadsides of the Varuna's rebel antagonist was poured in. Covered with dirt and begrimed with powder, he was met by Captain Boggs, who asked where he was going in such a hurry? To get a passing-box, sir; the other one was smashed by a ball! And so, throughout the fight, the brave lad held his place and did his duty. When the Varuna went down Captain Boggs missed his boy, and thought he was among the victims of the battle. But a few minutes afterwards he saw the lad gallantly swimming towards the wreck. Clambering on board of Captain Boggs's boat, he threw his hand up to his forehead, giving the usual salute, and uttering only the words, All right, sir! I report myself on board, passed coolly to his station. So young a lad, so