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Al general Flores Cual águila inexperta, que impelida del regio instinto de su estirpe clara, emprende el precoz vuelo en atrevido ensayo, y elevándose ufana, envanecida, sobre las nubes que atormenta el rayo, no en el peligro de su ardor repara, y a su ambicioso... Poet: José Joaquín de Olmedo	Al general Lamar No fue tu gloria el combatir valiente, ni el derrotar las huestes castellanas; otros también con lanzas inhumanas anegaron en sangre el continente. Gloria fue tuya el levantar la frente en el solio sin crimen, las peruanas layes santificar, y en las... Poet: José Joaquín de Olmedo	Al General Ángel Vicente Peñaloza ¡Mártir del pueblo! tu gigante talla Más grande y majestuosa se levanta Que entre el solemne horror de la batalla, Cuando de fierro la sangrienta valla Servía de pedestal para tu planta. ¡Mártir del pueblo! víctima expiatoria Inmolada en el ara de una idea,... Poet: Olegario Víctor Andrade	El general Borges JULIÁN Pa hablar de esto soy sin freno: es el muy mentao Canario General Borges, corsario pa todo lo que es ageno; hoy por estar tan reyeno no quiere esponer su vida, que es cada vez más querida cuanti más vieja ella esté; y trata no... Poet: Antonio Lussich
El Capitan-General There was a captain-general who ruled in Vera Cruz, And what we used to hear of him was always evil news: He was a pirate on the sea—a robber on the shore, The Señor Don Alonzo Estabán San Salvador. There was a Yankee skipper who round about did roam; ... Poet: Charles Godfrey Leland	The General's Death The general dashed along the road Amid the pelting rain; How joyously his bold face glowed To hear our cheers’ refrain! His blue blouse flapped in wind and wet, His boots were splashed with mire, But round his lips a smile was set,... Poet:	In Memory of General Grant White wings of commerce sailing far, Hot steam that drives the weltering wheel, Tamed lightning speeding on the wire, Iron postman on the way of steel,— These, circling all the world, have told The loss that makes us desolate; For we give... Poet: Henry Abbey	The General’s Death The General dashed along the road Amid the pelting rain; How joyously his bold face glowed To hear our cheers’ refrain! His blue blouse flapped in wind and wet, His boots were splashed with mire, But round his lips a smile was set,... Poet: Joseph O’Connor
To the Lord-General Cromwell Cromwell, our chief of men, who through a cloud, Not of war only, but detractions rude, Guided by faith and matchless fortitude, To peace and truth thy glorious way hast ploughed, And on the neck of crownèd fortune proud Hast reared God’s trophies, and his... Poet: John Milton	General Putnam GREAT Soul, and brave, 'tis good to think of thee, And with a filial reverence raise the veil From patriot valor, that ne'er sought of Fame Her clarion-payment. See we not again, ... Poet: