Ellsworth's Avengers

Published by Chas Magnus 12 Frankfort St. N.Y.

Ellsworth’s Avengers.

Down where the patriot army,
Near Potomac’s side
Guards the glorious cause of freedom,
Gallant Ellsworth died.
Brave was the noble Chieftain,
At his country’s call,
Hastened to the field of battle,
And was first to fall.

Entering the traitor city,
With his soldiers true,
Leading up the Zouave columns.
Fixed became his view.
See that rebel flag is floating.
O’er yon building tall!
Spoke he, while his dark eye glistened,
Boys, that flag most fall!

Quickly from its proud position,
That base flag was torn,
Trampled ‘neath the feet of freemen,
Circling Ellsworths form;
See him bear it down the landing,
Past the traitors door,
Hear him grown, Oh! God, they’ve shot him
Ellsworth is no more.

First to fall, thou youthful martyr,
Hapless was thy fate;
Hastened we as thy avengers,
From thy native state.
Speed we on, from town and city,
Not for wealth or fame,
But because we love the Union,
And our Ellsworth name.

Traitors hands shall never sunder,
That for which you died;
Here the oath our lips now utter,
Those our nations pride.
By our hopes of you bright heaven,
By the land we love
By the God who reigns above us,
We’ll avenge thy blood.

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