 | The poetical works of Samuel Woodworth |  |
DEATH ON THE BATTLE-FIELD.
The tempest of battle was loud,
And proudly the banners were streaming,
While bright as the flash in the cloud,
The blade of the hero was gleaming.
And proudly the banners were streaming,
While bright as the flash in the cloud,
The blade of the hero was gleaming.
And Fame shall exultingly tell,
How firmly in fight he contended,
'Till covered with glory, he fell
On the field he so bravely defended.
How firmly in fight he contended,
'Till covered with glory, he fell
On the field he so bravely defended.
| The poetical works of Samuel Woodworth | |