The Spirit of the Maine
By Tudor Jenks (1857�1922) |
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IN battle-line of
sombre gray
Our ships-of-war advance,
As Red Cross
Knights in holy fray
Charged with avenging lance.
And
terrible shall be thy plight,
O fleet of cruel Spain!
For ever in our van doth fight
The spirit of the Maine!
As when beside Regillus Lake
The Great Twin Brethren
came
A righteous fight for Rome to make
Against the
Deed of Shame�
So now a ghostly ship shall doom
The
fleet of treacherous Spain:
Before her guilty soul doth
loom
The spirit of the Maine!
A wraith arrayed in
peaceful white,
As when asleep she lay
Above the
traitorous mine that night
Within Havana Bay,
She
glides before the avenging fleet,
A sign of woe to Spain.
Brave though her sons, how shall they meet
The spirit of
the Maine! |
By
Tudor Jenks (1857�1922)
Listed January 2, 2013 |
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