Gettysburg: Charge Of The First Minnesota (Hanford Lennox Gordon Poems)
[Written for and read at the Camp Fire of the G.A.R. Department ofMinnesota, National Encampment of the Grand Army of ...
[Written for and read at the Camp Fire of the G.A.R. Department ofMinnesota, National Encampment of the Grand Army of ...
My mug is broken, my heart is sad! What woes can fate still hold in store!The friend I cherished a thousand ...
Fair morning sat upon the mountain-top,Night skulking crept into the mountain-chasm.The silent ships slept in the silent bay;One broad blue ...
THE BEES in the clover are making honey, and I am making my hay:The air is fresh, I seem to ...
Clouds black with thunder o'er the Southern states;North, East and West a sickening fear;The Union on the dark laps of ...
Float in the winds of heaven, O tattered Flag!Emblem of hope to all the misruled world:Thy ...
She calmly brought his sabre bright,Tempered with death;And, girding him, her all, aright,She spoke with eyes of kindling lightMore than ...
Have ye heard of Fort Donelson's desperate fight,Where the giant Northwest bared his arm for the right,Where thousands so bravely ...
Oh, patient eyes! oh, bleeding, mangled heart! Oh, hero, whose wide soul, defying chains, Swept at each army's head, Swept to the charge ...
THE VILLAGE sleeps, a name unknown, till men With life-blood stain its soil, and pay the dueThat lifts it to eternal ...
Have you heard the story that gossips tell Of Burns of Gettysburg?-No? Ah, well, Brief is the glory that hero ...
I have known the silence of the stars and of the sea, And the silence of the city when ...
I read last night of the Grand Review In Washington's chiefest avenue,—Two hundred thousand men in blue, I ...
VEN de winter make oos shifer Und de bonds is froze mit ice, To shlide und shkate on de rifer, ...
(RE-UNION, ARMY OF THE POTOMAC, 12TH MAY, 1871)Well, you see, the fact is, Colonel, I don't know as I can ...
As was remembered, four score and seven years later our nation, a new nation was brought forward; but not by ...
We chanced in passing by that afternoon To catch it in a sort of special picture Among tar-banded ancient cherry ...
MAKE war songs out of these; Make chants that repeat and weave. Make rhythms up to the ragtime chatter of ...
PILE the bodies high at Austerlitz and Waterloo. Shovel them under and let me work- I am the grass; I ...
JOHN BROWN'S body under the morning stars. Six feet of dust under the morning stars. And a panorama of war ...
I have known the silence of the stars and of the sea, And the silence of the city when it ...
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