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Thomas R. Lounsbury, ed. (1838–1915). Yale Book of American Verse.  1912.
Charles Fenno Hoffman. 1806–1884
53. Monterey
WE were not many—we who stood 
  Before the iron sleet that day— 
Yet many a gallant spirit would 
Give half his years if he then could 
  Have been with us at Monterey.         5
Now here, now there, the shot, it hailed 
  In deadly drifts of fiery spray, 
Yet not a single soldier quailed 
When wounded comrades round them wailed 
  Their dying shout at Monterey.  10
And on—still on our column kept 
  Through walls of flame its withering way; 
Where fell the dead, the living stept, 
Still charging on the guns which swept 
  The slippery streets of Monterey.  15
The foe himself recoiled aghast, 
  When, striking where he strongest lay, 
We swooped his flanking batteries past, 
And braving full their murderous blast, 
  Stormed home the towers of Monterey.  20
Our banners on those turrets wave, 
  And there our evening bugles play; 
Where orange boughs above their grave 
Keep green the memory of the brave 
  Who fought and fell at Monterey.  25
We are not many,—we who pressed 
  Beside the brave who fell that day; 
But who of us has not confessed 
He'd rather share their warrior rest 
  Than not have been at Monterey?  30

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