Love, here's a ring of gold,
long years I've kept it
Madame, it's for your sake, will you accept it?
When you the posy read, think on the giver
Madame, remember me, for I'm undone
forever
Then away went this brave youth,
and embarked all on the ocean
To free Americay was his
intention
He landed in Quebec with
all his party
The city to attack, being brave and hardy
He drew his armies up in lines so pretty
On the Plains of Abraham
back of the city
At a distance from the town where the French
would meet him
In double numbers who resolved to beat him
Montcalm and this brave youth
together
talked
Between two armies they like brothers talked
Till each one took his post and did retire
It was then these numerous hosts commenced
to fire
Little did he think death was so near
him
...
When shot down from his horse
was this our hero
We'll long regret his loss in tears of sorrow
He raised up his head where the cannons
did rattle
And to his aide he said, "How goes
the battle?"
His aide-de-camp,"it's ending in
our favor"
"Then," says this brave youth, "I
quit this earth with pleasure"