181. A mother sending three sons to the army.
by L. F.A mother sends her jewels,
Three gems from out her store;
What would you ask, O countrymen!
What could she give you more?
O soldiers, then, who leave your homes,
For battle-field and strife,
Remember her who gave her three!
The jewels of her life.
She'll pray for you, for them, for all;
Her heart is brave and true;
Be honor yours throughout the fight,
The victor's wreath your due.
She'd go with you to heal your wounds,
But daughters hold her here;
Their brothers' swords they've girded on,
Though not without a tear.
Their prayers will waft you on your way,
The prayers of sisters true;
May God's protecting care surround
The patriot's cause anew.
New Orleans, April 25.