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Columbia (South Carolina, United States) (search for this): chapter 350
while sinking, in response to the call of their commanding officer, Lieut. Morris: Shall we give them a broadside as she goes? “Shall we give them a broadside, my boys, as she goes?” Shall we send yet another, to tell, In iron-tongued words, to Columbia's foes, How bravely her sons say “Farewell” ? Ay! what though we sink 'neath the turbulent wave, 'Tis with duty and right at the helm; And over the form should the fierce waters rave, No tide can the spirit o'erwhelm! For swift o'er the billowsl fearless all seen; Each man firm to duty doth bide; A flash! and a “broadside!” a shout! a careen! And the Cumberland sinks 'neath the tide. The “Star-Spangled Banner” still floating above, As a beacon upon the dark wave! Our ensign of glory, proud streaming in love, O'er the tomb of the “loyal and brave!” Bold hearts! mighty spirits! “tried gold” of our land! A halo of glory your meed! All honored, the noble-souled Cumberland band, So true in Columbia's need! Ne
New York (New York, United States) (search for this): chapter 350
e immortal shore, Where the “waters of life” in brilliancy beam, And the pure float in peace evermore! “Shall we give them a broadside once more, my brave men?” Ay, ay, rose the full, earnest cry; “A broadside,” “a broadside,” we'll give them again! Then “for God and the right nobly die.” “Haste! haste!” for amid all that battling din Comes a gurgling sound fraught with fear, As swift-flowing waters pour rushingly in; Up! up! till her port-holes they near. No blenching, no faltering — still fearless all seen; Each man firm to duty doth bide; A flash! and a “broadside!” a shout! a careen! And the Cumberland sinks 'neath the tide. The “Star-Spangled Banner” still floating above, As a beacon upon the dark wave! Our ensign of glory, proud streaming in love, O'er the tomb of the “loyal and brave!” Bold hearts! mighty spirits! “tried gold” of our land! A halo of glory your meed! All honored, the noble-souled Cumberland band, So true in Columbia's need!
Hampton Roads (Virginia, United States) (search for this): chapter 350
110. the Frigate Cumberland. by Elizabeth T. Porter Beach. The following impromptu lines were written upon hearing of the gallant bearing of the crew of the Cumberland in the late engagement at Hampton Roads, who bravely fired a broadside, even while sinking, in response to the call of their commanding officer, Lieut. Morris: Shall we give them a broadside as she goes? “Shall we give them a broadside, my boys, as she goes?” Shall we send yet another, to tell, In iron-tongued words, to Columbia's foes, How bravely her sons say “Farewell” ? Ay! what though we sink 'neath the turbulent wave, 'Tis with duty and right at the helm; And over the form should the fierce waters rave, No tide can the spirit o'erwhelm! For swift o'er the billows of Charon's dark stream We'll pass to the immortal shore, Where the “waters of life” in brilliancy beam, And the pure float in peace evermore! “Shall we give them a broadside once more, my brave men?” Ay, ay, rose the full, earnest cry;
Cumberland (Maryland, United States) (search for this): chapter 350
e immortal shore, Where the “waters of life” in brilliancy beam, And the pure float in peace evermore! “Shall we give them a broadside once more, my brave men?” Ay, ay, rose the full, earnest cry; “A broadside,” “a broadside,” we'll give them again! Then “for God and the right nobly die.” “Haste! haste!” for amid all that battling din Comes a gurgling sound fraught with fear, As swift-flowing waters pour rushingly in; Up! up! till her port-holes they near. No blenching, no faltering — still fearless all seen; Each man firm to duty doth bide; A flash! and a “broadside!” a shout! a careen! And the Cumberland sinks 'neath the tide. The “Star-Spangled Banner” still floating above, As a beacon upon the dark wave! Our ensign of glory, proud streaming in love, O'er the tomb of the “loyal and brave!” Bold hearts! mighty spirits! “tried gold” of our land! A halo of glory your meed! All honored, the noble-souled Cumberland band, So true in Colu
Charon (search for this): chapter 350
inking, in response to the call of their commanding officer, Lieut. Morris: Shall we give them a broadside as she goes? “Shall we give them a broadside, my boys, as she goes?” Shall we send yet another, to tell, In iron-tongued words, to Columbia's foes, How bravely her sons say “Farewell” ? Ay! what though we sink 'neath the turbulent wave, 'Tis with duty and right at the helm; And over the form should the fierce waters rave, No tide can the spirit o'erwhelm! For swift o'er the billows of Charon's dark stream We'll pass to the immortal shore, Where the “waters of life” in brilliancy beam, And the pure float in peace evermore! “Shall we give them a broadside once more, my brave men?” Ay, ay, rose the full, earnest cry; “A broadside,” “a broadside,” we'll give them again! Then “for God and the right nobly die.” “Haste! haste!” for amid all that battling din Comes a gurgling sound fraught with fear, As swift-flowing waters pour rushingly in; Up! up! till
Star-Spangled Banner (search for this): chapter 350
e immortal shore, Where the “waters of life” in brilliancy beam, And the pure float in peace evermore! “Shall we give them a broadside once more, my brave men?” Ay, ay, rose the full, earnest cry; “A broadside,” “a broadside,” we'll give them again! Then “for God and the right nobly die.” “Haste! haste!” for amid all that battling din Comes a gurgling sound fraught with fear, As swift-flowing waters pour rushingly in; Up! up! till her port-holes they near. No blenching, no faltering — still fearless all seen; Each man firm to duty doth bide; A flash! and a “broadside!” a shout! a careen! And the Cumberland sinks 'neath the tide. The “Star-Spangled Banner” still floating above, As a beacon upon the dark wave! Our ensign of glory, proud streaming in love, O'er the tomb of the “loyal and brave!” Bold hearts! mighty spirits! “tried gold” of our land! A halo of glory your meed! All honored, the noble-souled Cumberland band, So true in Colu
George M. Morris (search for this): chapter 350
110. the Frigate Cumberland. by Elizabeth T. Porter Beach. The following impromptu lines were written upon hearing of the gallant bearing of the crew of the Cumberland in the late engagement at Hampton Roads, who bravely fired a broadside, even while sinking, in response to the call of their commanding officer, Lieut. Morris: Shall we give them a broadside as she goes? “Shall we give them a broadside, my boys, as she goes?” Shall we send yet another, to tell, In iron-tongued words, to Columbia's foes, How bravely her sons say “Farewell” ? Ay! what though we sink 'neath the turbulent wave, 'Tis with duty and right at the helm; And over the form should the fierce waters rave, No tide can the spirit o'erwhelm! For swift o'er the billows of Charon's dark stream We'll pass to the immortal shore, Where the “waters of life” in brilliancy beam, And the pure float in peace evermore! “Shall we give them a broadside once more, my brave men?” Ay, ay, rose the full, earnest cry;
Elizabeth T. Porter (search for this): chapter 350
110. the Frigate Cumberland. by Elizabeth T. Porter Beach. The following impromptu lines were written upon hearing of the gallant bearing of the crew of the Cumberland in the late engagement at Hampton Roads, who bravely fired a broadside, even while sinking, in response to the call of their commanding officer, Lieut. Morris: Shall we give them a broadside as she goes? “Shall we give them a broadside, my boys, as she goes?” Shall we send yet another, to tell, In iron-tongued words, to Columbia's foes, How bravely her sons say “Farewell” ? Ay! what though we sink 'neath the turbulent wave, 'Tis with duty and right at the helm; And over the form should the fierce waters rave, No tide can the spirit o'erwhelm! For swift o'er the billows of Charon's dark stream We'll pass to the immortal shore, Where the “waters of life” in brilliancy beam, And the pure float in peace evermore! “Shall we give them a broadside once more, my brave men?” Ay, ay, rose the full, earnest cry;
April 9th, 1862 AD (search for this): chapter 350
immortal shore, Where the “waters of life” in brilliancy beam, And the pure float in peace evermore! “Shall we give them a broadside once more, my brave men?” Ay, ay, rose the full, earnest cry; “A broadside,” “a broadside,” we'll give them again! Then “for God and the right nobly die.” “Haste! haste!” for amid all that battling din Comes a gurgling sound fraught with fear, As swift-flowing waters pour rushingly in; Up! up! till her port-holes they near. No blenching, no faltering — still fearless all seen; Each man firm to duty doth bide; A flash! and a “broadside!” a shout! a careen! And the Cumberland sinks 'neath the tide. The “Star-Spangled Banner” still floating above, As a beacon upon the dark wave! Our ensign of glory, proud streaming in love, O'er the tomb of the “loyal and brave!” Bold hearts! mighty spirits! “tried gold” of our land! A halo of glory your meed! All honored, the noble-souled Cumberland band, So true in Columbia's need! New-York, <