William McCarty, comp. The American National Song Book. 1842.
Death of General Richard MontgomeryA Parody on the “Death of General Wolfe”
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Columbia sat wasted with care:
She wept for her chief, then exclaim’d against fate,
And gave herself up to despair.
With exploits her Montgomery had done,
And even the dust, as it lay on the ground,
Was engraved with some deed of her son.
Around the disconsolate dame:
And, sweeter than music, a cadence was heard,
And this was the rapturous strain:—
When leading thy patriot band:
But now, in the skies, he’s advanced to a throne,
And the least of his bliss is ‘Command.’”