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Washington (United States) (search for this): chapter 49
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the steamer Connecticut Carrying a regiment through the Highlands. by A. L. Down through our bright mountain passes The Northern wind faintly brings A sound that is sweet and thrilling, And full of unuttered things: It's the brazen clangor of trumpets, And the measured notes of the drum, And cymbals, and fife, and cornet, As onward the volunteers come. There's a “Hail to Columbia” breaking The murmur of woods and rills; And Washington's march is sounding With its war-tramp among the hills. So nearer, and ever nearer,-- And we gather around the door, And stand there in deep heart-silence, As many a time before. Our eyes take but grave, brief notice, Of the brightness of earth and sky,-- There's a more soul-rousing glory In that dark spot passing by. There are young lives freely offered, And prospects and hopes laid down; There are fair heads bared to the death-blow, Or marked for the victor's crown. See where, on their mighty transport, The volunteers crowd the decks, Their black
Columbia (South Carolina, United States) (search for this): chapter 49
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the steamer Connecticut Carrying a regiment through the Highlands. by A. L. Down through our bright mountain passes The Northern wind faintly brings A sound that is sweet and thrilling, And full of unuttered things: It's the brazen clangor of trumpets, And the measured notes of the drum, And cymbals, and fife, and cornet, As onward the volunteers come. There's a “Hail to Columbia” breaking The murmur of woods and rills; And Washington's march is sounding With its war-tramp among the hills. So nearer, and ever nearer,-- And we gather around the door, And stand there in deep heart-silence, As many a time before. Our eyes take but grave, brief notice, Of the brightness of earth and sky,-- There's a more soul-rousing glory In that dark spot passing by. There are young lives freely offered, And prospects and hopes laid down; There are fair heads bared to the death-blow, Or marked for the victor's crown. See where, on their mighty transport, The volunteers crowd the decks, Their black
October, 1861 AD (search for this): chapter 49