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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=480938" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Cumberland</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">At anchor in Hampton Roads we lay, <br>On board of the Cumberland, sloop-of-war; <br>And at times from the fortress across the bay <br>The alarum of drums swept past, <br>Or a bugle blast <br>From the camp on the shore. </div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>Then far away to the south uprose <br>A little feather of snow-white smoke, <br>And we knew that the iron ship of our foes <br>Was steadily steering its course <br>To try the force <br>Of our ribs of oak. </div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>Down upon us heavily runs, <br>Silent and sullen, the floating fort; <br>Then comes a puff of smoke from her guns, <br>And leaps the terrible death, <br>With fiery breath, <br>From each open port. </div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>We are not idle, but send her straight <br>Defiance back in a full broadside! <br>As hail rebounds from a roof of slate, <br>Rebounds our heavier hail <br>From each iron scale <br>Of the monster's hide. </div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>'Strike your flag!' the rebel cries, <br>In his arrogant old plantation strain. <br>'Never!' our gallant Morris replies; <br>'It is better to sink than to yield!' <br>And the whole air pealed <br>With the cheers of our men. </div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>Then, like a kraken huge and black, <br>She crushed our ribs in her iron grasp! <br>Down went the Cumberland all a wrack, <br>With a sudden shudder of death, <br>And the cannon's breath <br>For her dying gasp. </div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>Next morn, as the sun rose over the bay, <br>Still floated our flag at the mainmast head. <br>Lord, how beautiful was Thy day! <br>Every waft of the air <br>Was a whisper of prayer, <br>Or a dirge for the dead. </div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>Ho! brave hearts that went down in the seas! <br>Ye are at peace in the troubled stream; <br>Ho! brave land! with hearts like these, <br>Thy flag, that is rent in twain, <br>Shall be one again, <br>And without a seam!</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Ralph+Waldo+Emerson">Ralph Waldo Emerson</a><div class=q>
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On board of the Cumberland, sloop-of-war; 
And at times from the fortress across the bay 
The alarum of drums swept past, 
Or a bugle blast 
From the camp on the shore. 


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