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Broadside ballad entitled 'The Corsican Humbled, or Bonaparte's Disasters in Russia'
T H E
Bonaparte's Disasters in Russia.
TUNE?" Green grows the Rashes 0"
LET suff ' ring Europe lift her head,
Before brave Gen'ral Kutusbw.
The base Ufurper forc'd from home,
Of meek-ey'd Pence the cheering ray,
But Russia's hardy Sons resolv'd
To save their Country, or to die,
To meet their haughty Enemy.
For counsel, which hold act upon,
The Tyrant, with his hosts, advanc'd.'
While vict'ry on him seem'd to flow ;
Before the town of Smolensko.
Allowe'd him farther on to go.
At the battle of Borodino.
Three days that battle s fury rag'd,
And forty thousand of his men
But being quickly re enforced.
He straight to Moscow bent his way;
The Russians, weaken'd by their loss,
Could not well then his progress stay.
But still resolv'd he should not get
Muscow in all its ancient pride,
A heap of calcin d ruins wide
The Corsican was fairly foild,
But to steal back thro dreary wilds.
he bitter Russian winter cold
Regardless of the northern blast.
O ! hapless men ! hy Despot doom d
To wander through the Russias, dre r,
Far, far from home, and all that s dear i
The mis'ries that are falling on
The humbled Tyrant's wretched crew,
And nature sickens at the view i
His men their lives to hunger yield!
Expire upon the snow. clad field !
The roads are strew'd with waggons, guns,
And implements that war do wage,
To Coffacs' unrelenting rage !
Close hunted hy the Cossac band ;
And to arrest his bloody hand.
But, in disguise and sad dismay,
The Galic Chief to Paris fled,
He,d onward to destruction led.
In captive chains now long may pine,
Within Siberis's barren clime.
O, Bonaparte, thou greatest scourgc
The Widows 'and the Orphans, too,
A stain time cannot blot from view !
J. Morren, printer
1812 shelfmark: L.C.Fol.74(027)