The bells were ringing, peal on peal,
And the flags were flying free; And the hot-lipped guns boomed loud and deep For the victory over the sea: Over the sea in Manilla bay, Where the Spanish fleet went down. The Sabbath air was hot and thick, And pierced by shot and shell; And the cannon's roar, and the dying shriek Were the counter part of hell: Over the sea in Manilla bay, Where the Spanish fleet went down. We knelt in prayer that Sabbath morn, And we prayed to the God of love: "Thy kingdom come, Thy will be done On earth, as it is above," While over the sea, in Manilla bay, The Spanish fleet went down. __Gertrude Crumb Harman |
Poems Of Sentiment
Colfax Burgoyne Harman
(Valley Falls, Kansas: Harman Publishing. 1905)
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