[Poem to Miss M.M. Crockett] Page: 1 of 2 (Transcription)

J.B. Crocket
To Miss M. M. Crocket

March to the role of the drum
The soldier the last I adore
home
Though he is far from his friends and his
Love grant I may see him once more

Chorus
The march to the role of the drum
So summons the brave to the plain
When the hero contends for his home
again
Whitch (sic) per chance he may never see

With plume and his helmit (sic) and sword
By his side and a hero like show
word
He would march to the field at the gla----
And beat the retreats of the foe
Then March .&&. (to chorus)

Full may a youth I have sung (?)
Who has whispered affections to me
green
But give me the lad with a doublet of
Who can beat freedoms revelee
Then March &&

He may fall but I hope he may not
His spirit shall dwell with the brave
be forgotten
His deeds by his country shall never
While freedom weeps at (on) his grave
Then March &&

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John B. Crockett. [Poem to Miss M.M. Crockett], text, Date Unknown; (texashistory.unt.edu/ark:/67531/metapth38934/m1/1/transcription/: accessed December 11, 2018), University of North Texas Libraries, The Portal to Texas History, texashistory.unt.edu; crediting Log Cabin Village.

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