Pen-pictures of the War: Lyrics, Incidents, and Sketches of the Rebellion; Comprising a Choice Selection of Pieces by Our Best Poets, Also, Current and Well Authenticated Anecdotes and Incidents of the War. Together with a Full Account of Many of the Great Battles, Also, a Complete Historical Record of All Events, Both Civil and Military, from the Commencement of the RebellionC.A. Alvord, 1864 - 344 pagini |
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Pagina 17
... Horse and foot , into Frederick town . Forty flags with their silver stars , Forty flags with their crimson bars , Flapped in the morning wind : the sun Of noon looked down , and saw not one . Up rose old Barbara Frietchie then , Bowed ...
... Horse and foot , into Frederick town . Forty flags with their silver stars , Forty flags with their crimson bars , Flapped in the morning wind : the sun Of noon looked down , and saw not one . Up rose old Barbara Frietchie then , Bowed ...
Pagina 20
... horse by the plumed bier- Even his horse , now he is dead , is dear ! Take him , New England , now his work is done . He fought the good fight valiantly - and won . Speak of his daring . This man held his blood Cheaper than water for ...
... horse by the plumed bier- Even his horse , now he is dead , is dear ! Take him , New England , now his work is done . He fought the good fight valiantly - and won . Speak of his daring . This man held his blood Cheaper than water for ...
Pagina 23
... horse is hurled On the wavering foe A thousand bright sabres Are gleaming in air ; A thousand dark horses Are dashed on the square . Resistless and reckless Of aught may betide , Like demons , not mortals , The wild troopers ride . Cut ...
... horse is hurled On the wavering foe A thousand bright sabres Are gleaming in air ; A thousand dark horses Are dashed on the square . Resistless and reckless Of aught may betide , Like demons , not mortals , The wild troopers ride . Cut ...
Pagina 24
... horses And call in your men ; The trumpet sounds " Rally To color " again . Some saddles are empty , Some comrades are slain , And some noble horses Lie stark on the plain , But war's a chance game , boys , And weeping is vain . ON ...
... horses And call in your men ; The trumpet sounds " Rally To color " again . Some saddles are empty , Some comrades are slain , And some noble horses Lie stark on the plain , But war's a chance game , boys , And weeping is vain . ON ...
Pagina 47
... No thoughts of home : The guidons that we bear are dearer . CHARGE ! Cling clang ! forward all ! Heaven help those whose horses fall : Cut left and right ! They flee before our fierce attack ! They fall ! THE 47 CAVALRY CHARGE .
... No thoughts of home : The guidons that we bear are dearer . CHARGE ! Cling clang ! forward all ! Heaven help those whose horses fall : Cut left and right ! They flee before our fierce attack ! They fall ! THE 47 CAVALRY CHARGE .
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advance arms army artillery attack Baltimore pike banner battle-field boys brave bridge brigade bullets burned Burnside camp captain captured cavalry Cemetery Hill centre Centreville Charleston Colonel columns command comrades corps Creek crossed dark dead death defeated division Emmetsburg enemy enemy's eyes fell field fight fire Fitz-John Porter flag flank force forward fought front gallant guard gunboat guns hand headquarters heart heroes hill Hooker horses hour infantry James River Jenny Wade killed land line of battle looked Malvern Hill Maryland McClellan McClernand miles morning musket musketry night o'clock officers once passed position Potomac prisoners rear rebel batteries regiments repulsed retreat river road seemed sent shell Sherman's shot shout side skirmishers soldiers soon steamer Stonewall Jackson stood Tenn Tennessee thousand Union loss Union troops Vicksburg victory volleys Warrenton woods wounded Zouaves
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Pagina 32 - Mine eyes have seen the glory of the coming of the Lord: He is trampling out the vintage where the grapes of wrath are stored; He hath loosed the fateful lightning of his terrible swift sword: His truth is marching on.
Pagina 18 - In her attic window the staff she set, To show that one heart was loyal yet. Up the street came the rebel tread, Stonewall Jackson riding ahead. Under his slouched hat left and right He glanced ; the old flag met his sight. " Halt ! " — the dust-brown ranks stood fast.
Pagina 43 - ' they say, " Except now and then a stray picket Is shot, as he walks on his beat, to and fro, By a rifleman hid in the thicket. "Tis nothing : a private or two now and then Will not count in the news of the battle ; Not an officer lost, only one of the men Moaning out all alone the death-rattle." All quiet along the Potomac...
Pagina 17 - UP from the meadows rich with corn, Clear in the cool September morn, The clustered spires of Frederick stand Green-walled by the hills of Maryland.
Pagina 61 - Lay him low, lay him low, In the clover or the snow ! What cares he ? he cannot know : Lay him low...
Pagina 97 - The Union forever, hurrah! boys, hurrah, Down with the traitor, up with the star, While we rally round the flag, boys, rally once again, Shouting the battle-cry of freedom.
Pagina 32 - He hath loosed the fateful lightning of His terrible swift sword; His truth is marching on. I have seen Him in the watch-fires of a hundred circling camps; They have builded Him an altar in the evening dews and damps; I can read His righteous sentence by the dim and flaring lamps: His day is marching on. I have read a fiery gospel writ in burnished rows of steel; "As ye deal with my condemners, so with you my grace shall deal; Let the Hero, born of woman, crush the serpent with his heel, Since God...
Pagina 18 - But spare your country's flag," she said. A shade of sadness, a blush of shame, Over the face of the leader came; The nobler nature within him stirred To life at that woman's deed and word: "Who touches a hair of yon gray head Dies like a dog! March on!
Pagina 61 - The blades of heroes fence it round, Where'er it springs is holy ground; From tower and dome its glories spread; It waves where lonely sentries tread; It makes the land as ocean free, And plants an empire on the sea ! Then hail the banner of the free, The starry Flower of Liberty...
Pagina 60 - And God love us as we love thee, Thrice holy Flower of Liberty ! Then hail the banner of the free, The starry FLOWER OF LIBERTY.