The Lion Pawing the Eagle.
There’s a great commotion in Yankeedee—
They vow anew, to conquer every State.
All meet at Seward’s
, the rebels to defame,
“I’d swear,” quoth Lincoln
, “as sure as I’ve a name,
“I will subdue this revolution,
“Will save my Union
, and my Constitution;
“My thoughts are full of this great scheme,
“By day my study and by night my dream,
“And if you doubt it, just ask brother Bates
“The rebels shall know that I’ve a will,
“And though it may prove a bitter pill,
“My Stars and Stripes, in triumph shall wave,
“O’er the North
and the South
, the Union to save.”
Their Ministers are on their route
where he’ll make a show.
At the Tuileries he’ll dance.
Much keener than the man we have,
Talks French like a Parisian;
Publish our projects as absurd,
And strut in the fields Elysian.
Will represent the Southern weal,
And laugh at our cause;
Where Cotton now so cheaply sells.
I dread the Lion’s paws.
We’ll send our ships upon the sea,
To stop these rebel knights;
In Warren they shall safely stay,
Until I make them rue the day
They thought of foreign sights.
This work known only to a few,
For God’s sake keep it quiet;
Or I’d make him stand the rebel fire.
‘Twould prove a wholesome diet.
This news has put me out of sorts,
I wish the rebels filled the forts
Of every Northern State.
, let us take a drink,
My head is muddled, I cannot think
And so Wilkes
starts his expedition,
With guns, marines and ammunition,
Upon the boundless Ocean.
He bullies, brags and blusters so,
The sailors swear they do not know
What causes such commotion.
takes his glass to spy around,
And see if the Sumter can be found,
Or any rebel vessel.
“I’ll swear I dread those cannon balls,
“And yet the Union loudly calls
“On me to face the wrestle.
, the Trent is just in view,
“Let’s see if England
will prove true,
“Or leave us in the lurch.
“Call up your men, with bayonets bright,
“Prepare them for a royal fight,
“That vessel must be searched.
“You know we’ve whipped the British twice,
“And now ‘twill be so very nice
they'll go, hand in hand,
“To us they’ll tribute render.”
, upon this purpose bent,
Brings to the Royal steamship Trent,
Before the Captain’s eyes
, with all his hireling band
Bullies the unarmed Britons, and
Secures the double prize.
hears this glorious news,
He fairly skips from out his shoes
With triumph and delight.
“What more could Wilkes
have done for me,
“I’ll swear the ‘contrabands’ to free,
“If he but says ‘tis right.
, let us drink his health.
And wish him a devilish sight of wealth,
“And every thing in keeping.
“I’ll drink all night to Wilkes
, I can,
“Although I’m fond of sleeping.
“Congress shall pass a vote of thanks
for all his doughty pranks,
shall laud the action.
“The rebel dogs, we have them safe
“No doubt in Warren
they will chafe,
“And curse the Yankee faction.
“And yet Wilkes
made a slight misstep,
“The Trend and crew he should have kept,
“They were aiding revolution.
“In limbo I should have them now,
“And they shall take my oath. I vow,
“To support my constitution.”
The roaring Lion.— These joyous times too soon are o’er,
Are worthy of more glorious fates,
Than prison rule and diet.
So, give them up, at once, to me.
And then you’ll knuckle under.
My flag’s unsullied, you shall know,
And, whether it meets with friend or foe,
Its insult makes me thunder.
I vow I never did intend,
To slight your royal banner.
I’ll kiss your foot— if that won’t do,
I’ll bend my knee, and pray to you
In the most abject manner.
I love to laugh and crack my jokes,
But never meant a crime.
The whole affair I condemn, ‘tis true,
shall put it in rhyme.
‘Tis amusing to see how provokingly cool,
The butt of all creation.
“’Tis true he’s sent the prisoners to me,
“That bragging, lying Nation.
“Tons of cotton shall cross the sea,
“With blockade broken, and duty free—
“Will I stop to parley with Seward
“While my laborers there are starving for work,
He has not uttered, to the full extent,
The words to which his spleen gave vent;
But it is plainly seen,
With cotton, he’ll go hand in hand—
, you know, is keen.