 | The battle of Niagara |  |
And then he filled the sunset sky
With lightly springing melody,
Then shook the wires! and all along
There went the huntsman's bugle-song:
And up, aloft its silvery cry
Ran clear and far, and cheerily!
And then the pipe! while o'er the sky—
Where laughing babes were heard to fly,
Sweet bells ran gingling merrily!
His song is heard—a full dark eye,
And cheek of health's own mountain dye,
Are brightening to his minstrelsy;
A heart is swelling, and the sigh
That lingers as it passes by,
Proclaims entrancing ecstacy!
And these are now the words he sings—
That leap so proudly from his strings:
With lightly springing melody,
Then shook the wires! and all along
There went the huntsman's bugle-song:
And up, aloft its silvery cry
Ran clear and far, and cheerily!
And then the pipe! while o'er the sky—
Where laughing babes were heard to fly,
Sweet bells ran gingling merrily!
His song is heard—a full dark eye,
And cheek of health's own mountain dye,
Are brightening to his minstrelsy;
A heart is swelling, and the sigh
That lingers as it passes by,
Proclaims entrancing ecstacy!
And these are now the words he sings—
That leap so proudly from his strings:
| The battle of Niagara | |