Guy Wetmore Carryl

“ And the frigate replied with her last broadside—an American ship once more!
But Stewart had seen that Decatur’s crew had done the work that they came to do,
And the boats of the brig lay close inshore, as the ketch out-won her way;
Watching, the oarsmen, drawing near, pause in their rowing, and, deaf to fear,
Rise to their feet with a stunning cheer in a harbor light as day! ”

“ While the frigate flamed, by her own reclaimed, at the gates of Jussuf Bashaw!
One to ten of you lesser men—these are the odds we crave:
For the ring of the sword, at the cry to board, is a song that befits the brave. ”