The New Hampshire Gazette

POETRY.

Battle Song
OF A GRECIAN SOLDIER'S LADY.

Go forth!—like the sun in his might;
Go forth!—like the dawning of day;
May the plume on thy helm be the star of the
fight,
And thy brand be the flash of the fray!

I love thee—yet ne'er be it said,
That love did thy spirit restrain;
I had rather behold thee a hero and dead,
Than a coward in life to remain.

Then "forward and fear not!" the battle cry be!
With glory return, or return not to me!

I could joy o'er thy corse, though my tears
Should wash the red wounds death had made:
For each crimson gash like a ruby appears,
On the front if it be but displayed!

But O! my soul never could bear
The thought that thou fled'st from the foe:
One scar on the back would awaken despair,
And give to my heart its death blow:

Then "forward and fear not!" thy battle cry be;
With glory return, and in welcome to me!