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Rebellion Record: a Diary of American Events: Poetry and Incidents., Volume 5. (ed. Frank Moore), chapter 23 (search)
reck floated where was a fleet before, When our ships came up to the town. There were miles of batteries yet to be dared, But they quenched these all, as in play; Then with their yards squared, their guns' mouths bared, They held the great town at bay. Oh! up in the morning, up in the morning, Up in the morning early! Our stout ships came through shell, shot and flame, But the town will not always be surly; For this Crescent City takes to its breast The Father of Waters' tide; And here shall the wealth of our world, in the West, Meet wealth of the world beside : Here the date-palm and the olive find A near and equal sun; And a hundred broad, deep rivers wind To the summer-sea in one: Here the Fall steals all old Winter's ice, And the Spring steals all his snow; While he but smiles at their artifice, And like his own nature go. Oh! up in the morning, up in the morning, Up in the morning early! May that flag float here till the earth's last year, With the lake mists, fair and pearly.