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A battle poem. by Benj. F. Taylor. Break up camp, drowsy World! For the shrouds are unfurled, And the dead drummers beat the long roll through the morn, And the bugle-blown orders Invade the dumb borders Where the grave-digger dreamed he had laid them forlorn. From old Saratoga, From old Ticonderoga, From Bennington, Bunker, and Lexington Green, They have marched back sublime To the sentries of time, And have passed on triumphant, unchallenged between! I can hear the flint-locks,-- The old click of the clocks That timed Liberty's step to no pendulum swing! When the bullets all sped, Woman smilingly said, “Let us charm the dull weights till they fly and they sing!” Ah! those old blackened ladles Where Glory's own cradles! Rocked a red-coat to sleep with each birth from the mould, And the old fashioned-fire Blazed hotter and higher, Till it welded the New World and walled out the Old. By battalions they come, To the snarl of the drum! Bleeding feet that turn beautiful, printing
grave, Than bow to tyrant's slavery! Who but the “Yankees” dared to break The bonds of George, the tyrant king? And who but they, ne'er feared to stake Upon their cause their every thing? Who but the “Yankees” justly brought Destruction on the British tea, And then against the tyrant fought The battles of our Liberty? And who but they, with iron will-- A sabre and a trusty gun-- Earned laurels bright at Bunker Hill, At Concord, and at Lexington? Who but a “Yankee” dared to stand Before Ticonderoga's wall, And, in Jehovah's name command, “This night thou shalt surrender all” ? Call me a “Yankee!” --who but they, O'er Delaware's proud but frosty tide, With frozen feet, once pushed their way, Led on by Washington, their pride! Who but a “Yankee” forced to yield Cornwallis' trembling Hessian horde, And, as the victor of the field, Received that British tyrant's sword? Who but the “Yankees” fiery hot, Rushed to the battle-field and plain, And, led on by their bel
H. Wager Halleck , A. M. , Lieut. of Engineers, U. S. Army ., Elements of Military Art and Science; or, Course of Instruction in Strategy, Fortification, Tactis of Battles &c., Embracing the Duties of Staff, Infantry, Cavalry, Artillery and Engineers. Adapted to the Use of Volunteers and Militia., Chapter 8: our northern frontier defences.—Brief description of the fortifications on the frontier, and an analysis of our northern campaigns. (search)
regulars and six hundred Canadians and Indians, in the open field, but did not attempt to drive him from his works at Ticonderoga and Crown Point. The fourth, consisting of three thousand three hundred men and forty-one vessels, laid waste a portigarrison did not exceed as many hundred. The second division, of sixteen thousand effective troops, proceeded against Ticonderoga and Crown Point; while a detachment of three thousand men captured Fort Frontenac, then garrisoned by only one hundredrk with over one hundred ships and about thirty-five thousand troops; but he received a decided check from the guns of Ticonderoga, and retired again to Canada. By the British plan of campaign in 1777, the entire force of their northern army was usand men, advanced by the Champlain route. Little or no preparations were made to arrest its progress. The works of Ticonderoga were so out of repair as to be indefensible on the flanks. Its garrison consisted of only fifteen hundred continental
shington and their country through the worst extremes of defeat and danger. So also upon the occasion of Burgoyne's invasion of New York, a year or two later. At first, his approach spread everywhere terror and dismay. St. Clair fled from Ticonderoga in haste and disorder, and the British, pursuing, captured all his baggage and stores. Of three regiments attacked at Hubbardton, one fled disgracefully, leaving most of their officers to be taken prisoners. The other two, though they made a flight, Schuyler collected the troops of the Northern army to the number of 5,000 men at Fort Edward, on the Hudson. But he could not make a stand even there, and was obliged to continue his retreat to the mouth of the Mohawk. The loss of Ticonderoga with its numerous artillery, and the subsequent rapid disasters, came like a thunderbolt on Congress and the Northern States. We shall never be able to defend a post! --so wrote John Adams in a private letter. He was at that time President o
Rebellion Record: a Diary of American Events: Poetry and Incidents., Volume 2. (ed. Frank Moore), 116. Eighty-five years ago: a Ballad for the Fourth of July. (search)
all the greensward, I mark the life-blood flow From the bosom of martyred Warren-- Eighty-five years ago! Hearken to Stark, of Hampshire: “Ho, comrades all!” quoth he-- “King George's Hessian hirelings On yonder plains ye see! We'll beat them, boys! or Mary Stark A widow this night shall be!” And then, like a clap of thunder, He broke upon the foe, And he won the battle of Bennington-- Eighty-five years ago! Down from the wild Green Mountains Our fearless eagle swooped; Down on Ticonderoga Bold Ethan Allen stooped, And the royal red-cross banner Beneath his challenge drooped! And the stout old border fortress He gained without a blow, “In the name of the Great Jehovah!” Eighty-five years ago! Out from the resonant belfry Of Independence Hall, Sounded the tongue of a brazen bell, Bidding good patriots all To give the oppressed their freedom, And lessen every thrall; And the voice of brave John Hancock, Preached to the people below, The Gospel of Independence-- Eight
united, Called by one glorious name; One banner floating o'er them, From Lakes to Gulf, the same. Leave shop, and bench, and counter; Leave forge, and desk, and field; Leave axe, and spade, and hammer, For weaker hands to wiel Come from Penobscot's pine-clad banks, Where the hardy woodman's axe Hurls crashing down the giant tree Upon the bear's fresh tracks; From the clustered hills of granite, Crowned with the noble name Of him, whose home dishonored Has left to us his fame; From where Ticonderoga Looks out on blue Champlain; From the green shores of Erie, The field of Lundy's Lane; From Bennington and Plattsburg, From Saratoga's plain, From every field of battle Where honored dead remain. Up, Massachusetts! seize the sword That won calm peace and free ; Ense petit placidam sub libertate quietem. 'Tis thine, still thine, to lead the way Through blood to Liberty. On Narragansett's busy shores, Remember gallant Greene; And ye, whose fathers oft he led, Bold Putnam's courage keen.
nderoga and Crown Point, and a British armed vessel on Lake Champlain, which was achieved on the 10th of May following by the Vermont hero, Col. Ethan Allen, at the head of a force of Green Mountain Boys. Massachusetts has matched the 19th of April, 1775, with the 19th of April, 1861; so Vermont now matched the 10th of May, 1775, with the 10th of May, 1841, for on that day, Capt. Lyon, a Vermonter, and U. S. commanding officer at St. Louis, surrounds the rebel camp threatening that city, and captures 800 men in arms. Lyon's exploit, like Allen's, was done mostly on his own responsibility, and without direct orders. Allen, when asked by the British commandant at Ticonderoga his authority for demanding its surrender, could only reply, By the authority of the Great Jehovah and the Continental Congress; and Capt. Lyon, in his summons to Gen. Frost, demands his surrender on general grounds only. Both Allen and Lyon took the enemy by surprise, who capitulated without striking a blow.
vard College; and, though not rich himself, never demanded fees except from rich students. It is indicative of the industry and economy of that age, that, while his oldest son, Simon, was at college, his father placed him in the family of Mr. Foxcraft, the County Register of Deeds, that he might pay for his board by writing in the office. Dr. John Thomas was a medical student under his care, and, at the commencement of the Revolution, commanded at Dorchester Heights, and afterwards at Ticonderoga, where he died of the smallpox. The following lines were from the pen of his son, Dr. Cotton Tufts, of Weymouth :-- Upon the death of my honored father, Simon Tufts, Esq., who died suddenly, Jan. 31, 1747, in the evening. Death seized, and snatched my tender father hence, To live enthroned in happiness immense. Religion, grace, and truth possessed his soul; And heaven-born love he breathed from pole to pole. His grateful country owned his signal worth, And gave him public life
Southern Historical Society Papers, Volume 7. (ed. Reverend J. William Jones), chapter 7.61 (search)
nduced to reconstruct any common government. They also assure me that the speeches and the prevailing sentiment of the people at Chicago were for peace, unconditionally, and this was the impression of the escaped prisoners there — of whom there were near seventy--with whom I have conversed. They say McClellan was nominated for his availability. On the other hand, some of our friends expressed a hope that Lincoln will be elected on these grounds: That McClellan has at West Point and Ticonderoga declared for war till the Union is restored, and can accept peace only with reunion; that he can raise an army and money to carry on the war, but Lincoln cannot; that the Republicans will sustain him in making war, and, in addition to them, many Democrats; that he will infuse new life, hopes and vigor into the war party; that foreign nations will wait longer on him than on Lincoln before intervening or recognizing the South; that the platform is in accordance with McClellan's speeches and
Harper's Encyclopedia of United States History (ed. Benson Lossing), Allen, Ethan, 1737- (search)
of the action of the New York authorities. The latter declared Allen an outlaw. and offered a reward of £ 150 for his arrest. He defied his enemies, and persisted in his course. Early in May, 1775, he led a few men and took the fortress of Ticonderoga. His followers were called Green Mountain boys. His success as a partisan caused him to be sent twice into Canada, during the latter half of 1775, to win the people over to the republican cause. In the last of these expeditions he attempted in command in the city. He sallied out with a considerable force of regulars, Canadians and Indians, and after a short skirmish made Allen and his followers prisoners. When Prescott learned that Ethan Allen. Allen was the man who captured Ticonderoga, he treated him very harshly. He was bound hand and foot with irons, and these shackles were fastened to a bar of iron 8 feet in length. In this plight he was thrust into the hold of a vessel to be sent to England, and in that condition he w
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