Character of St. Tamany. Prichard

Immortal Tamany, of Indian race, Great in the field, and foremost in the chase! No puny saint was he, with fasting pale, He climb'd the mountain, and he swept the vale, Rush'd thro' the torrent with unequall'd might; Your ancient saints would tremble at the sight; Caught the swift boar, and swifter deer, with ease, And work'd a thousand miracles like these, To public views he added private ends, And lov'd his country most, and next his friends; With courage long he strove to ward the blow, (Courage we all respect ev'n in a foe,) And when each effort he in vain had tried, Kindled the flame in which he bravely died! Let the full horn to Tamany go round, His fame let every honest tongue resound! With him let ev'ry gen'rous patriot vie, To live in freedom, or with honour die.