"O’er Monmouth’s field of carnage drear, With cooling drink and words of cheer A woman passed who knew no fear, The wife of Hays, the gunner. With ramrod from her husband’s hand, Beside his gun she took her stand And helped to wrest our well-loved land, From England’s tyrant King. From the ranks this woman came, By the cannon won her fame ‘Tis true she could not write her name, But freedom’s hand hath carved it. Shall we then criticize her ways, Nay, rather give her well earned praise Then doff our caps and voices raise, In cheers for Molly Pitcher." - Sarah Woods Parkinson -
