Classic and Contemporary Poetry
MUMFORD: THE MARTYR OF NEW ORLEANS, by INA MARIE PORTER First Line: Where murdered mumford lies Last Line: Our colors wave. Subject(s): American Civil War; Capital Punishment; Mumford, William B.; New Orleans, Battle Of (1862); U.s. - History; Hanging; Executions; Death Penalty | ||||||||
WHERE murdered Mumford lies Bewailed in bitter sighs, Low bowed beneath the flag he loved Martyrs of Liberty, Defenders of the Free! Come, humbly nigh, And learn to die! Ah, Freedom on that day Turned fearfully away, While pitying angels lingered near, To gaze upon the sod Red with a martyr's blood; And woman's tear Fell on his bier! Oh, God! that he should die Beneath a Southern sky! Upon a felon's gallows swinging, Murdered by tyrant hand, -- While round a helpless band, On Butler's name Poured scorn and shame. But hark! loud paeans fly From earth to vaulted sky, He's crowned at Freedom's holy throne! List! sweet-voiced Israfel Tolls for the martyr's knell! Shout Southrons high, Our battle cry! Come all of Southern blood, Come kneel to Freedom's God! Here at her crimson altar swear! Accursed forever more The flag that Mumford tore, And o'er his grave Our colors wave. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE NEGATIVES by PHILIP LEVINE ALL LIFE IN A LIFE by EDGAR LEE MASTERS THE EXECUTION OF MAXIMILIAN by ARTHUR SZE TWO FUNERALS: 2. by LOUIS UNTERMEYER BALLADE OF THE MEN WHO WERE HANGED by FRANCOIS VILLON EPITAPH IN BALLADE FORM by FRANCOIS VILLON VILLON'S EPITAPH by FRANCOIS VILLON |
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