The savage foe had fled afar—
The Lehigh with its moaning sound,
Went wailing by the field of war.
Uprose that matron young and fair,
With trembling limb and beating heart—
Why bursts her wild shriek on the air?
And whence that horror-speaking start?
She gazed upon that infant’s face
With frenzied look and wild despair;
Clasped to her breast, in fond embrace,