Warren's Address at the Battle of Bunker Hill
( Originally Published 1927 )
BY JOHN PIERPONT
STAND ! the ground's your own, my braves !
Will ye give it up to slaves?
Will ye look for greener graves?
Hope ye mercy still?
What's the mercy despots feel?
Hear it in that battle peal !
Read it on yon bristling steel !
Ask it,-- ye who will !
Fear ye foes who kill for hire?
Will ye to your homes retire?
Look behind you ! they're afire,
And, before you, see
Who have done it !— From the vale
On they come ! — and will ye quail? —
Leaden rain and leaden hail
Let their welcome be !
In the God of battles trust !
Die we may,— and die we must;
But oh, where can dust to dust
Be consigned so well,
As where Heaven its dews shall shed
On the martyred patriot's bed,
And the rocks shall raise their head
Of his deeds to tell !