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Rebellion Record: a Diary of American Events: Poetry and Incidents., Volume 7. (ed. Frank Moore), New-England's dead. (search)
fell, in manly prime, for Freedom and for God! And women's eyes grow dim with tears, and manhood bows its head Before thy deeds of valor done, New-England's honored dead. But not alone for those who die a soldier's death of glory: Full many a brave, heroic soul has sighed its mournful story Down in the sultry swamps and plains, where fever's subtle breath Has drained the life-blood from their hearts, and laid them low in death-- As proud a memory yours, O ye who murmured no complaint! Who saw Hope's vision day by day grow indistinct and faint; Who, far from home and loving hearts, from all yet held most dear, Have died. O noble, unknown dead! ye leave a record here! New-England! on thy spotless shield, inscribe thine honored dead, Oh! keep their memory fresh and green, when turf blooms o'er their head; And coming nations yet unborn will read, with glowing pride, Of those who bore thy conquering arms, and suffering, fought and died; Who, foremost in the gallant van, laid life and ho
Rebellion Record: a Diary of American Events: Poetry and Incidents., Volume 7. (ed. Frank Moore), Ballad of Vicksburgh. (search)
ike waves upon the white sea-coast To storm the land again! Like the wild rushing avalanche Armed with resistless might, To crush rebellion root and branch, They hurry to the fight. The circling path is rough and long To gain the stronghold's rear; The foe they meet is fierce and strong, But wakes no coward fear. They boldly meet him on the way In many a bloody fight; In all they nobly win the day, As triumph for the right! They reap a large and worthy spoil Of cannon and of men, The fruit of Hope's heroic toil Inspiring hope again! On, on they press their winding way, A strong and valiant host; And still they keep the foe at bay, Despite his wonted boast! They reach at last the waiting goal, The frowning forts invest; The thunders of their cannon roll To mar the city's rest. All avenues of flight they guard With strong and jealous care, Cut off supplies and press them hard With burdens hard to bear. They boldly make the fierce assault, The moated walls to scale, Nor is it yet the her
Rebellion Record: a Diary of American Events: Poetry and Incidents., Volume 7. (ed. Frank Moore), The dove of the regiment: an incident of the battle of Ohickamauga. (search)
Though driven from the bloody field we almost won, and lost, Back from this mountain citadel we'll hurl the rebel host; As, after Cannee's fatal day, the Roman armies bore Their standards from Tiber's banks to Afric's hated shore; As when the northern bear waned weak, in Borodino's fight, Napoleon's host recoiled before the vengeful Muscovite ; So yet from Chattanooga's walls we'll spring, the foe to meet-- The army of the Cumberland shall never know defeat!” As from doomed Sodom's sin-cursed town to Zoar Lot trembling crossed, So from the tumult flees a dove, and cowers amid our host; A message to that war-worn band it bears upon its wing, Though not the olive-leaf of Peace, Hope's grateful offering. “Be firm,” its language seems to be, “though right may yield to wrong, Hope's brightest omens cheer the souls that suffer and are strong.” Responsive to the Tennessee its songs no longer break, But mingled with the hoarser roar of Erie's sleepless lake. Hayfield, O., April