War Poetry of the South

They are singing _our_ song of triumph,[1] Which proclaimed _us_ proud and free-- While breaking away the heartstrings Of our nation's harmony. Sadly it floateth from us, Sighin...

Oh, Pam! oh, Pam! hast ever read what's writ in holy pages, How blessed the peace-makers are, God's children of the ages? Perhaps you think the promise sweet was nothing but a p...

The cell is lonely, and the night Has filled it with a darker gloom; The little rays of friendly light, Which through each crack and chink found room To press in with their nois...

CHORUS.--Our hearts are yours forever, Aye, for evermore! Ye have won the crown immortal, And the cross of death is o'er, Where the Oriflamme is burning On the starlit Edenshore!

For still we deem, as taught of old, That where the faith the altar builds, God sends an angel from his fold, Whose sleepless watch the temple shields, And to his flock, with sw...

To clasp in true love's fond embrace, To gaze with looks so tender Upon the war-worn form and face Of Liberty's defender; To count with pride each cruel scar, That mars the manl...

My right arm bared for fiercer play, The left one held the rein in slack; In all the fury of the fray I sought the white man, not the black.

And they charged upon that bunting, guarded by grim-visaged Death, Who had withered all around it with the blister of his breath; But they plucked it from his grasp, and brave V...

The crystal streams, the pearly streams, The streams in sunbeams flashing, The murm'ring streams, the gentle streams, The streams down mountains dashing, Have been the theme Of...

"Well, who comes next?"--"Doctor, speak low, speak low, sir; Don't let the men find out. It's STONEWALL!" "God!" "The brigade must not know, sir, While there's a foe about."

Major-General Scott An order had got To push on the columns to Richmond; For loudly went forth, From all parts of the North, The cry that an end of the war must be made In time...

Oh, the soldier _will_ be dreaming, Dreaming _often_ of us all, (When the damp earth is his pillow, And the snow and cold sleet fall), Of the dear, familiar faces, Of the cozy,...

Oh! glorious Empress of the Main! from out thy storied spires, Thou well mayst peal thy bells of joy, and light thy festal fires-- Since Heaven this day hath striven for thee, h...

Like the leaves of Vallambrosa they are lying; In the moonlight, in the midnight, dead and dying: Like those leaves before the gale, Swept their legions, wild and pale; While th...

Who talks of coercion? who dares to deny A resolute people the right to be free? Let him blot out forever one star from the sky, Or curb with his fetter the wave of the sea!

"Is there any news of the war?" she said-- "Only a list of the wounded and dead," Was the man's reply, Without lifting his eye To the face of the woman standing by. "'Tis the ve...

They have lost a cause, but they have made a triumph! They have shown themselves worthy of any manhood; and will leave a record which shall survive all the caprices of time. The...

Fair were our visions! Oh, they were as grand As ever floated out of Faerie land; Children were we in single faith, But God-like children, whom, nor death, Nor threat, nor dange...