Picture 10."Fraternal discord cease."
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"Leave Baltimore." He blew a warlike trump,[See picture 4]
And marched to conquest—conquest of a pump!
Like Falstaff, seeks repose and dreams of glory,[See picture 5]
While Bethel's thunder peal'd another story;
Leaves gallant Winthrop to his mournful fate,[See picture 6]
But takes the field when haply 'tis too late.
Wrath gnaws his bowels, and with words profane,
He swore an oath, as once the Queen of Spain
Vowed the same garment malgrè wear and tear,
Till Ostend fell she would forever wear.
Our hero vowed Magruder's works to take,[See picture 7]
Whereof the books no mention deign to make;
For well we know the batt'ries poured their thunder,
While wise Sir Spoons sought easier paths to plunder.
But Io Bacche! Victory comes at last—[See picture 9]
Our doughty chief in New Orleans is cast;
Picture 11.""I'll blow Fort Fisher 'mong the region kites!"
Oh, glorious thought! but ere the fort ignites,
Our Cyclop's sailed away infirm of will,
And saucy Fisher flashed defiance still."
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