MONTGOMERY.
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Ye powers of melody,
Aid me while I try
To sing the great Montgomery;
For I mean to tell
How the hero fell,
Contending for his country's liberty.
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When Britain's tyrant first,
By an ill counsel curst,
Resolved our country to enslave,
That great, that gallant chief
Flew to our relief,
Determined to oppose the haughty knave.
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Through winter's snow and frost,
Abraham's Plains he crost,
Took Fort St. John, Montreal, Chambly,
Then hastened to Quebec,
Which he did attack,
There fell the great, the brave Montgomery.
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"See, brave Americans,
There the city stands,
To storm it I have laid the plan;
Let ladders then be placed,
To yon walls in haste,
Your general, my boys, will lead the van."
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Then o'er the walls he flew,
Quebec to subdue,
Regardless of his destiny;
But ah! unhappy fate,
Painful to relate,
There fell the brave, the great Montgomery.
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The generous Carleton then,
Called unto his men,
"My boys! my boys! Forbear! forbear!
The great Montgomery,
See where he does lie!"
Then o'er his corse he dropt a silent tear.
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