Songs of the Cavaliers and Roundheads Jacobite Ballads, &c. &c. By George W. Thornbury ... with illustrations by H. S. Marks |
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THE TRUMPETER.
Of golden silk and crimson,
My trumpet flag was made,
I rode as in a forest
Of pike and gun and blade;
And I blew, blew, blew,
For I liked the merry crew,
And rap, rap, the kettle-drummers played.
My trumpet flag was made,
I rode as in a forest
Of pike and gun and blade;
And I blew, blew, blew,
For I liked the merry crew,
And rap, rap, the kettle-drummers played.
We saw them barricading,
They met us with a laugh,
But closing up we charged them grim,
As the colonel shook his staff;
And I blew, blew, blew,
For I liked the merry crew,
And we drove the Barebones as the wind drives chaff.
They met us with a laugh,
But closing up we charged them grim,
As the colonel shook his staff;
And I blew, blew, blew,
For I liked the merry crew,
And we drove the Barebones as the wind drives chaff.
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Through lanes we swished our sabres,
Swam rivers, ramparts leaped,
We ride through snow and tempest,
When watch and sentry sleep;
And I blew, blew, blew,
For I liked the merry crew,
And I led them with a shout and with a leap.
Swam rivers, ramparts leaped,
We ride through snow and tempest,
When watch and sentry sleep;
And I blew, blew, blew,
For I liked the merry crew,
And I led them with a shout and with a leap.
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